951, Lambs to the Slaughter
After the Fourth Civilization Army established more than a dozen landing zones, the army soldiers began systematically clearing out the surrounding Republic air-defense positions.
At the same time, the Indjori soldiers who had launched the first wave of attacks revealed an even more terrifying side. As they approached their targets, they all pressed a button. Two pairs of insect-like mechanical wings extended from their backpacks and began flapping at high speed.
They were the Indjori's unique technology—the Wing-Flapping Backpack!
The Indjori's starship and fighter technology was extremely backward, so they had fully exploited their monstrous physical capabilities to develop this highly unreliable but at least skyborne piece of equipment.
And during the magnetic storm unleashed by the stellar flare, the Indjori's Wing-Flapping Backpacks could still function!
Using their Wing-Flapping Backpacks, they flew dozens or even hundreds of meters into the air and attacked the Republic defenders from above. The Republic's haphazard anti-air fire found it almost impossible to hit them, and even when it did, it did not matter—the Indjori's heavy armor and heat-resistant skin had no fear of such scattered fire. At worst, they would fall from the sky, take a tumble, get back up with a roar, and keep fighting.
Three Indjori soldiers charged forward with roars, enduring enemy fire as they gunned down every Republic defender they saw. They were moving so quickly that they missed several, but they did not care in the slightest. Those sporadic blaster-rifle shots had virtually no effect on them anyway.
They rushed beneath a building, looked up at the quad-mounted anti-air blaster cannon firing madly from its rooftop, and exchanged glances. One Indjori bellowed, "Up there! Big one!!"
"Kill!!"
"Roar!!" The other two Indjori roared in response. They activated the Wing-Flapping Backpacks on their backs,