In 12521, after covering up everything, the federal government finally helped to admit that it was in an extremely unfavorable position in the war against the Zerg. At the strong request of the protesters, it announced that the number of habitable planets that are still preserved is three.

This result caused an uproar in the whole society. People were very confused about why their army was killed and killed and killed for more than a century, and they actually ruined their capital like this. People protested, marched, and denounced the incompetence of the military. But this was of no use except wasting precious materials and their saliva. Because everyone knew that as long as they did not escape the war period, the Federation would be in the hands of the military for one day. At this time, politics had become a tool to assist the military in stabilizing society and no longer had the rights of centuries ago.

After more than a century, people's living standards have not improved, but have retreated a little. Correspondingly, military technology has developed rapidly, and this short century of inventions has actually been more than the previous four or five centuries combined. However, even so, the Federation has not been able to rescue humans from the retreating mode.

TVs seem to have become the exclusive propaganda tool of the military, and all TV programs are created by the military propaganda department themselves. The TV advertisements that were cursed by people half a century ago turned out to be what people miss the most.

The school no longer teaches art courses, and all the knowledge students learned since childhood is required to be applicable to the battlefield. The former liberal arts colleges have also been called for production bases for various types of troops to supplement the gaps on the battlefield.

Therefore, the children are simply divided into dead professions: scientists, engineers, soldiers and workers!

Everything is in service to the war.

The reform of the whole nation being a soldier was implemented thirty years ago. From the octogenarians to the children who were studying language, they were all military and assigned their own jobs. Every day, except for eating and sleeping, there was only work and daze left.

People have long been tired of this monotonous life, and they don’t know how long it will take. If they hadn’t been brainwashed on TV regularly every day to strengthen their minds, people might have been unable to stand the desire to self-destruction.

As the numbers representing time change little by little, their lives seem to be left to wait for death. Whether it is such a monotonous death or being killed by insects, there seems to be no difference.

However, today is a little different from usual, because the Zerg, which has been pressing on everyone's hearts, finally launched an attack on humans again after ignoring the Human Federation for a year.

"hold head high--!"

A harsh alarm sounded on the three remaining living planets of humanity. After the initial panic, more than 20 billion people hid in the air-raid shelter in an orderly manner. As the figures on the surface gradually disappeared, bright and dazzling sparks shone out from time to time in the sky, which also symbolized that the centuries-long war between humans and the Zerg began again.

"Swoosh--bang!"

Countless sarcomas with translucent yellow liquid on the outside passed through the layers of defense of the Federal Fleet and smashed straight to the ground.

The biological cells collided with the hard stones. The result was naturally self-evident. Countless sarcomas seemed to be rotten grapes thrown on the cutting board, leaving spots of blood on the ground, and also smashed themselves into pieces. The bursting plasma instantly dyed the earth into a blood-stained battlefield.

Countless Zergs with ferocious appearances quickly crawled through the broken cracks and ran towards all directions. The eager action was like a hyena who had been hungry on the grassland for seven or eight days suddenly smelling rotten meat, which seemed so greedy and impatient.

"ah--!"

People who had no time to hide in the safe area were irresistible screams from their throats, and the originally orderly retreated crowd instantly became panic. People rushed to the safe area. The scolding of disabled people from the front line became meaningless roars at this moment, and no one cared about what he was saying.

Obviously, no matter how these civilians usually act toward a soldier, they will suddenly expose their fragile nature when they encounter sudden battles. This is the nature of human beings. No matter how righteous they say, they will have a trace of luck in their hearts. And this is this trace of luck. On a planet that has not arrived in the Zerg for half a century, the desire of the whole government to be a soldier has been wiped out.

The roar of the air defense alarm, the roar of the Zerg and the screams of humans' horror, forming an alternative trio. This instant turns into a battlefield area, and stages the prelude to the movement of death.

The Zerg quickly found the target of killing with instinct. Eight sharp feet on their abdomen instantly tore the prey they were targeting into pieces. The splashed blood and torn internal organs spilled the nearby people all over their faces, and many people instantly got over.

However, it was because of this bloody scene that more people finally woke up from the initial huran. They quickly took out their carry-on guns and shot at the nearest bugs. The sound of gunfire reminded more people that the scale of the counterattack instantly spread from the point.

The war finally started!

Countless firelights and sounds from afar came from the sky, almost forming a roar, indicating that the defense systems at all levels also began to tilt their firepower.

The government's century-long efforts were finally not in vain. Countless trained people have spontaneously formed a defensive formation. After evading favorable defensive bodies, they skillfully used various targeted weapons and attacked the insects frantically. The ground army did not react slowly, and the tanks and heavy weapons machine guns that were on standby at any time had already launched defensive shooting as soon as they discovered the Zerg invasion.

However, the staff who formulated this defense plan obviously did not consider this indiscriminate reinforcement model, so that the army was unable to deal with firefighting clones everywhere. Even their own team was directly killed by sarcoma falling from the sky, not to mention the bugs that started to break from the inside.

The commander had no choice but to divide his subordinates into team mode as soon as possible, refer to the interstellar Marines' mode, break into unknown areas, and help nearby militias build strong defensive fortresses.

"boom-!!"

A small meat ball carrier that was obviously more than ten times larger than a hundred times larger hit a square in the army. The huge square of more than 20,000 square meters was instantly covered with purple liquid retained from the meat ball. The broken meat ball in the middle was violently torn to pieces. A huge beetle that was more than three meters high and emitted a metallic luster all over the body appeared in front of everyone.

Then it seemed as if there was a signal. More than a hundred small meat balls around the beetle burst one after another, and countless creatures with two large clips on the front of the two wings took off at the same time. They surrounded the beetle like a protective consciousness, without any desire to attack.

I can't tell the irritability in its own race genes at all.

"It's the fire-breathing beetle!" Not far away, the commander put down the telescope in his hand, said to the adjutant, and threw the telescope behind him. The lieutenant with only one arm behind him didn't even look at it, and reached out to accurately grasp the glasses in the air and placed them on his eyes.

"It seems that the Atmospheric Researchers are not all just for free. At least they are very accurate in the landing location of the leader on the ground!" the adjutant nodded and said with a smile.

Seeing the scale of the leader-level Zerg guards on the opposite side, he gained confidence in taking it down.

"Bad!" The commander with the rank of colonel spat and cursed: "This thing is predicted by them. Such a big reminder is conspicuous in the sky like a light bulb. Those with eyes can see where it falls! They blow all day long, and they can predict a brainworm for me!"

The adjutant smiled bitterly and said, "Sir, you should keep your word at this time. Isn't they able to do anything? If they hadn't caused trouble when studying brainworms a few years ago, the name on their heads wouldn't have to be changed to such a bullshit "atmosphere"!"

"Hmph!"

The colonel seemed to know who was inside. After humming twice, he stopped talking after he waved his hand to the adjutant and said, "Stop talking nonsense, ask the little boys to start attacking! The day of serving the Federation has come!"

The adjutant gave a greeting, turned around and shouted loudly: "Target Fire Spitfire Beetle, bodyguard level L, scheduled to use plan C, all teams should pay attention, and the attack begins!"

"Yes! Sir!" More than a dozen team leaders answered at the same time, and then quickly called their team members to attack quickly according to the predetermined position.

"The tank is in place! Go forward!"

As the roar fell, four huge tanks slowly drove out from behind the position, and the huge muzzles were constantly adjusting from time to time, constantly bombarding the target fire-breathing beast.

"Dong!"

"Boom boom boom!"

Four shells were released from the bore and hit the huge beetle hard. Four consecutive explosions sounded, and the huge impact force instantly bombarded the hard ground on the square, causing more than ten meters of land waves.

"Heavy machine gun team, pay attention to cover. Pay attention to the insects who intend to attack in all directions at all times, especially the meat balls in the sky, and must not be spared!"

After the commander issued this order loudly, he retracted his head back into the chariot, and smiled at the adjutant beside him and said, "You know now why I like fighting in the Capital Star."

The adjutant nodded and said, "This is already very obvious, sir. Let's not talk about the number of heavy machine guns. The huge muzzle of the chariot is a powerful weapon. The Expeditionary Force will never receive such treatment. What's more, our two low-altitude bombers!"
Chapter completed!