After Feng Jun waited for Yi Jue to recover her spiritual energy, he brought her to the Mineral Star.
The fighting on the Mineral Star was truly intense, and the Human Race's weapons were far more powerful than those wielded by the reservists on Xingzheng Star.
The climate here was especially harsh. Once one left the man-made bases, it was difficult for an individual soldier to survive alone in the natural environment for long. As a result, small bunkers stood everywhere, with transport passages linking them together. The entire planet was an enormous web of war.
The nodes of varying sizes on this web were military fortresses of varying scales, the lowest-ranking ones being individual bunkers.
Even the individual bunkers had formidable weapons. Pulse cannons and Gauss Machine Guns were standard equipment. More than once, Feng Jun saw space mechs blown to pieces and jet-powered single-soldier vehicles inside abandoned individual bunkers.
Because storms raged year-round and poisonous gases filled the air, ordinary mechs could not handle individual combat missions well on this planet—they could easily get lost. As a result, space mechs were more common instead.
At first, Feng Jun had put away two shattered space mechs and a jet-powered single-soldier vehicle. Yi Jue could not help reminding him, "There are better things ahead. This place is already a fallen zone."
There was never such a thing as having too much of this sort of stuff, but Feng Jun did not want her to look down on him. He could only smile. "In weather like this, I doubt many insects can charge down here. This place should still be relatively safe, right?"
"That's hard to say." Yi Jue shook her head. The two were communicating with Divine Sense rather than voices. "Some Insect Race species are highly resistant, and some