owlsbooks Chapter 441 Are all human beings robbers?
Chapter 441 Are all human beings robbers?
Chapter 441 Are all human beings robbers?
"Collect all the weapons together, and if there are any survivors, bring them back to the base!"
"Engineers are needed here! Unexploded shells found!"
The rainforest, which was originally green and full of birds and beasts, has been reduced to a barren land. Atlas' long-range strikes have blasted a whole thousand-meter-long and [-]-meter-wide crack in the forest. The trees in the distance are swaying radially.
The originally clear river had been cut off and piled up in the bomb crater, where the corpses of the remnants of the Covenant soldiers lay in disorder.
"Wow, this guy is really big!"
An Atlas officer wrapped in dark green armor looked at the elite captain half kneeling in the mud, and expressed sincere admiration.
Every elite who can serve in the Star Alliance army is a leader in the group, and their height is generally at the level of Yao Ming. Coupled with their excellent armor, even if they die in battle, they still give Fischer and his subordinates great strength. Great pressure.
"What is this?" The officer looked curiously at the w-shaped metal handle tightly held by the corpse. Although it was blackened by the fire, the handle was still intact.
"Damn it, it's still so tight!" The officer who wanted to grab the grip stepped forward and yanked it, only to find that the grip was held so tightly by the other party, even if he was wearing an exoskeleton, he couldn't help it In the case of damaging the opponent's body, be sure to pull out the handle.
"Release me!" The officer who refused to admit defeat recruited several subordinates, and everyone worked together to break the elite captain's arm and take out the grip.
"This thing doesn't look like anything special. This guy... what the hell!" It's beautifully shaped embossed and gleaming silver plating, looks like a gorgeous ornament.
Then the Atlas officer, who thought it was a souvenir, threw up the grip, but accidentally touched the switch with his right hand, and then the officer saw a one-meter-long plasma sword suddenly ejected from the grip, If he hadn't retracted his hand so quickly, he might have lost his arm.
"Is this a sword?"
Carefully picked up the hilt of the sword, carefully looked at the plasma sword gleaming with cold air in his hand, the Atlas officer's eyes lit up.
His grandfather once sent the Showa boy to meet the emperor on the Pacific battlefield. When he was sweeping the devil's bunker, the old man who was a flamethrower got a family samurai sword from a scorched Japanese soldier's corpse. Now that A knife hangs over their fireplace.
This thing should only be held by officers!And he's a senior officer!Thinking of this, the officer hurriedly found the switch, then found a container for the hilt and packed it, and sent it to Fisher like a treasure.
"Hehe!" Looking at the lightsaber in front of him, Fisher also beamed with joy, picked up the hilt skillfully, and then released the blade to make a gesture.
"Okay, you can get a lightsaber, but it's a pity, there's only one!"
"Head, is this sword very precious?" The officer approached with great insight.
"Precious is not so much. In that alien group, only masters can play this, and after playing, you can't get married, but you can find a young lady to have a baby, and you don't have to be responsible!" Fisher beckoned to the robot on the side to resist half of the armor plate, and then raised the knife with his hand, and the half armor plate was directly cut in half.
"In the Covenant Army, at least a middle-level officer can fight with a lightsaber. Although ordinary squad leaders can use it, it requires professional training, otherwise your arm will be ruined!"
After all, Fisher turned off the energy sword and threw it to the officer, who was so frightened that the other party trembled and almost dropped the hilt of the sword to the ground again.
"Take it as a family heirloom. This thing still needs to be recharged. Go to the technical department later and let them have a look!"
"Sir, don't you want to keep one?"
"This sword looks like an ordinary officer's, it's not fancy at all, I have a task for you, find me a red one, that's for elite masters!"
"Understood! Sir, don't worry!"
Holding his new family heirloom, this officer quickly became the lucky bastard among his colleagues. He was given the nickname Fuck, and a bunch of officers and non-commissioned officers came over to see this one, touch that one, and more Several guys who were familiar with each other leaned over with mean faces.
"Brother, we are old comrades-in-arms for many years..."
"Don't buy, don't borrow, just look at it!"
"Hey fuck you son of a bitch!"
Although they are cursing, no one really wants to bully others to snatch the spoils. Atlas' military regulations are not a joke. Major crimes require decapitation and hard labor, and minor crimes require spanking in public. It's still the kind of stripping naked and hanging signs and being surrounded by big girls, daughters-in-law and old grandma, very embarrassing, very embarrassing!
However, after figuring out who dropped the sword from the enemy, the commanders of the combat troops who did not get any money asked Fisher to fight. Everyone knows that although the enemy still has an entire fleet of troops on this planet, the elites are just A small part of them, including those with swords, must be even fewer, so this thing is quick to have, but slow to have!
Fisher naturally agreed, and divided the combat area, not close to the landing position of the opponent's battleship group, and you can make trouble anywhere else, if you disturb the enemy's large forces, then God Hyperion will serve.
So soon the first wave of victims appeared. The commander of the Covenant fleet found that some of his subordinates had lost contact, so he sent a search team to check the situation. As a result, the transport plane was shot down by more than 20 anti-aircraft missiles before it arrived.
Then the dizzy Covenant soldiers stared dumbfounded at the humans who came out of nowhere and stared at the elites with weapons. At least [-] shells will fall from the position, and when the elite is down, those humans will charge frantically, beating the rest of the Covenant soldiers immobile, and then pick up the elite corpse on the ground and run away. Courageous snipers dared to wear invisibility cloaks to touch the whistle, but if elites in remote locations were left alone, the Covenant would no longer want to find any living people.
But all the elites that can be found by the Star Alliance are bare buttocked corpses, and there is not even a shadow of armor and weapons.
"What the hell, have all human beings become this virtuous now?" The unknowing Covenant Fleet Commander was extremely shocked by the depravity of human beings.
(End of this chapter)