Chapter 69: Howson's grudge

　　 (Thanks to the Pegasus Meteor Cannon, the Wounded Soul, YUMINGHAO, AN, 08A brothers for their rewards.)
　　 The battle ended soon, not more than half an hour before and after.
　　 In the criss-crossed trenches, there were corpses of soldiers lying upside down. Some of them were ripped apart by sharp claws, and their chests were cut, blood and internal organs shed all over the ground. Some were pierced by metal nails, and their bodies were like leaking showers, dripping with already cold blood. There is also a hole in the chest, and the crimson sand on the opposite side can be seen through the gap. There are also those who separate their heads and bodies. They die very simply and cleanly. The high temperature of the energy sword directly evaporates the blood in the body, leaving a scorched corpse divided into two.
　　 Armored vehicles and various weapons were scattered throughout the audience. Some corpses were lying in the bursting cabin, red all over the place, like broken watermelon flesh.
　　The tanks that leaned sideways, the tanks that plunged into the trenches, the armed shuttles with severely deformed structures, and the guns and cartridge cases stained with blood.
　　The forward position fell and the 2nd reserve support battalion was defeated across the board, with fewer than 20 survivors.
　　 Tang Fang kicked a tattered mechanical water bottle beside his foot, his eyes swept across the battlefield and the abandoned fortifications, and finally landed on the high wall at the edge of the base.
　　 Arosto leaned forward with the C-14 "Piercing Hand" Gauss rifle, and a low gasp came from the communicator.
　　 "Let's go, don't be sad."
　　 "Yeah." Tang Fang nodded. Had it not been for the help of the interstellar system, he would have been an icy corpse beneath the planet 5. In troubled times, it doesn't matter whether it is right or cruel. If you don't want to die, then you must abandon weakness and confusion, pick up a gun and fight, and kill all enemies who dare to block the way.
　　 This is not cruelty, nor is it annihilating humanity, this is the way of the little people to survive in troubled times!
　　 Peace comes? It was just a daydream of a coward, like the inferior white powder in the pocket of a street gangster, but a prop for self-anaesthesia. Respect human rights? Just like the socks of a scholar and professor, you can wear them decently and tear off.
　　The king insect's thick whip beard drooped, rolled up Hausen and Tang Fang, and quickly climbed upward.
　　 Howson was going around in a disused command car, looking for something to eat like steak, soup, cookies, and ice cream. For the past few days, I only rely on compressed biscuits to fill my hunger, and a bird has faded out of my mouth long ago.
　　 Of course, steak, soup, cookies, ice cream...These are just his unrealistic fantasy.
　　 kicked away a pile of debris, a small drawer appeared in front of him, and he opened it with his hand. A few old photos, a diary, and a pack of "Meister" cigarettes.
　　 These are nothing. What really caught his attention was a glass vial in the deepest part of the drawer. A string of characters "Russiavodka" was printed right above the label on the front of the bottle.
　　 "Haha...hahaha, I knew it!" Howson's laughter was like swallowing eight Viagra in one go, deep and depressed, but explosive.
　　 He was about to get the glass vial, but suddenly he stopped, thinking of the old smoker of Aros, he smiled, and he picked up the pack of "Meister" cigarettes and stuffed it into the storage box behind him.
　　 When he stretched out his arms again and grabbed the glass bottle with an open eyebrow, suddenly, a whip fell from the sky, without any distinction, rolled up his body and pulled it into the air.
　　 watched the glass bottle full of vodka farther and farther away from him, and finally disappeared from the end of his sight. Howson resented his heart and almost didn't cry.
　　 "Tang Fang, you bastard, you return my vodka..."
　　 In the communicator, Howson was crying and wailing as if he was screaming and echoing for a long time.
　　 Tang Fang didn't know how he offended him. Could it be that the reckless man had a phobia of being stuffed into the king's belly?
　　 "Hausen, shut up! Then howl and plug you in its asshole."
　　 After saying a word, Howson's curse stopped abruptly. It's disgusting enough to stuff it into the abdominal sac, stuff it into the chrysanthemum? HOLY
　　 MOTHER! How to meet people in the future.
　　 Tang Fang now has no time to worry about how he feels like a idiot and a woman. As soon as his voice fell, he turned his attention to the system space.
　　 The loss in this battle was a bit big, losing 5 puppies, 2 machine gunners, 1 looter, and 1 cockroach.
　　 5 puppies, 3 were killed by a powerful sniper rifle, 2 were killed by a grenade. The two machine gunmen were killed by sniper rifles. As for the looters and cockroaches, they were killed by the 120mm cannon turrets on both sides of the wall.
　　 Today’s combat units and resource stock are as follows.
　　 zerg: worker bees X1, queens X8, spines X5, cockroaches X7, king insects X6, Euglena X3, puppies X4, total population 33/74.
　　 Terran: One SCV, machine gunman X9, marauder X11, total population 32/82.
　　 Protoss: Explorer X1, Zealot X8, total population, 17/42.
　　 Deposit: Crystal 2285, Gas 6150.
The previous battle was relying on a surprise attack, and only then easily defeated the "Silver Wing Wind" reserve. The current battle is a tough battle. Not only is there a defense for the 2nd company of the 3789 Division Support Battalion, but it is also backed by multiple defenses. It is very precious to be able to bite off this hard bone at the expense of a mere 10 people.
The 　　 position fell, the fortifications were completely destroyed, and the entire logistics base was like peeled fresh peanuts, completely exposed.
　　 The next thing should be much simpler, whether it is frying in a pot~EbookFREE.me~ or rubbing the skin and kowtow, everything is up to him.
　　 "Aros, here you are." With a cold face, Howson walked over angrily, and threw a pack of cigarettes in front of Aros.
　　 Aros looked down and was amused: "Howson, where did you get this thing?"
　　 While talking, he couldn't wait to take out one, set it on fire, inhaled hard, and then spit out a billowing smoke: "Well, the cigar is strong, and occasionally changing the flavor is good."
"You have staple food, and desserts. Fuck, I've been busy for a long time, and I didn't get any benefits." Howson glared at Tang Fang ferociously: "It's been more than half a month since I came out from Planet 5, and I eat these junk biscuits all day long. , A bird came out of his mouth, and it was easy to find the bottle of vodka. Before he could get it, he got it up."
　　 Aros smiled more happily: "Hausen, don't worry, when you escape, I will definitely buy you a drink."
　　 "Bah, drink a fart, you poor man, what can you please me?" Howson squinted at him and muttered angrily.
　　 As a death row prisoner awaiting execution, the Empire had long confiscated the property and directly blocked the bank account without leaving a dime. dinner? What please? Robbery or selling?
　　 Aros smiled, slowly lay down, leaned comfortably on the soft muscle tissue of the king's abdominal cavity, and savored the rich fragrance released by the tobacco.
　　 Flat mouth, Howson turned to look at Tang Fang, but saw his eyebrows move slightly, and slowly opened his eyes: "Here."
　　 "Huh?" Howson tilted his head and looked through the transparent vesicles, landing on the logistics base complex below.