The captain was genuinely on the verge of tears!
The squad had indeed been ordered to kill every living enemy they encountered, but this was not how it was supposed to be done, was it?
He understood that the junk weapons their squad had been issued could never accomplish such a kill mission. The true nature of the mission was to draw part of the enemy's attention from this direction, while the actual offensive was to be carried out by other squads.
And now? What the hell was going on now? Their squad had actually charged into the enemy headquarters and fought their way straight to the Eight-Armed Tribe's central Base Sphere. Most importantly, his squad had been wiped out. Including himself, a full squad of twenty had been reduced to three! He figured that before long, he would be a commander without a single soldier! No, more accurately, before long, he and the last grunt, Xiao Chang, would be dead, while Da Qiang would keep charging in and out of the enemy base seven times in and seven times out...
The more he thought about it, the more wrong it felt. Da Qiang, that rookie, had originally been timid and cowardly. When he heard yesterday that they were heading onto the battlefield today, he had nearly pissed himself.
Had he taken the wrong medicine or something? How had he suddenly become so ferocious?
He had heard that some soldiers changed drastically the first time they stepped onto a battlefield. Their blood rushed to their heads, and they became unafraid of death...
"Click!"
At that moment, numerous openings split open across the hemispherical fortress.
"Whoosh, whoosh, whoosh—"
A huge number of shells resembling miniature rockets shot out from those openings, forming a dense swarm that nearly blotted out the entire