Are You Here to Sightsee?

At No. 3 Base in A1 Area, two veterans with dusty faces leaned against the base wall. One of them took out a cigarette, lit it, and took a satisfying puff.

This gesture made the people around him almost green with envy.

"Alright, here's one, just this one." Unable to bear the stares any longer, the man tossed out a cigarette.

The comrade beside him smiled gratefully. The two looked up and gazed at the pale green sky through the well-lit energy filter.

"This is our fifth day here. The area has expanded to fifty square kilometers. I wonder how long this mission will keep us stationed overseas? I'm about to throw up from killing bugs every day."

"Who cares? We're the Expeditionary Force, this is the kind of work we do, risking our lives with guns."

"Hey, I'm not afraid of licking blood. You have no idea how I turned around yesterday and blew the head off a beetle that pounced on me. That disgusting juice splattered into my mouth. I never want to experience that stench again in my life."

"Haha, why not just swallow the high-protein food?"

"Get lost, I'm taking my cigarettes back."

"They've already set it on fire, what's the point of going back? Hey, which unit do you think is coming this time?"

"I don't know, I heard it came from a big planet."

"If those pampered soldiers come and still dare to continue their lax ways, I'll have to teach them a lesson."

"I'm not as reckless as you. Let's see if we can win first. If we can, I'll go up and stomp on him a couple of times. Damn it, this is war, not child's play."

The two were positioned at the entrance of No. 3 Base, with a red grassland more than half a meter high outside, which they collectively referred to as the Red Plains in their tactical map. Today was their shift.

"Shh," a rustling sound suddenly came from behind.

The veteran who was taking out his cigarette suddenly became alert and stood up abruptly, clutching his Pulse Rifle.

"What's wrong, Lao Fa?"

"The sound is off?"

"Could it be bugs? We've already cleared out the bugs in the area."

Suddenly, a patch of grass in the distance bent over, and the soldier known as Lao Fa raised his gun and fired without hesitation.

The distinctive rat-a-tat-tat sound of Pulse Rifle rang out, and a volley of bullets had already been fired.

Puff puff puff!

A sound of some kind of juice spurting out.

Lao Fa smiled slightly. It was indeed an insect; there was no other sound like bullets entering the body.

But the two looked at each other and neither moved, because insects never act alone.

Sure enough, five seconds later, a wave of grass appeared to be moving rapidly beside them.

"Focus fire!!"

Lao Fa pressed the button on his self-propelled artillery turret, which would then fire repeatedly along its trajectory based on its own impact point!

Rattttttt!

A minute later, the grass looked as if it had been plowed, with severed limbs scattered all over the ground.

"Done. Looks like a lone bug re-entered our area."

"Yes, these Zerg Race are incredibly good at hiding."

Just as the two were about to sit down again, a dark shadow flashed out from the side with a "whoosh." Without any hesitation, Lao Fa pointed his gun at his comrade and slightly raised it to fire a three-round burst.

Puff puff puff!

Before his teammate could react, his entire face was covered in a thick, green liquid.

"That was a damn close call, I almost died. I owe you my life, Lao Fa."

"Hehe." Lao Fa chuckled without saying a word, picked up the half-smoked cigarette he had just thrown away from the ground, blew on it, and then happily started sucking on it again.

For an expeditionary force with a casualty rate as high as 27%, as long as they still have a gun, they are in combat readiness.

These insects have launched several surprise attacks under cover of cover, but each time they are small beetles less than half a meter long. They have accumulated a wealth of experience in eradicating these fast-moving insects that make no attempt to conceal their movements.

Just then, a patrol of soldiers walked over and looked at the two men at the gate. "Did you just find more bugs?"

"Yeah, just a few small beetles, they've already been killed, it's fine."

"Be safe!"

Salute!

Return gift!

Just as their usual conversation was taking place, a strange howling sound suddenly came from the sky.

Then, simultaneously, everyone heard a command from their superiors in their headsets, "Mobile Unit, enter the Sweeper mechs and clear the landing area for the spaceship! Prepare to welcome our new comrades!"

The two men, Lao Fa and Lao Shan, exchanged a glance with the patrolling soldiers.

Has the military reinforcement arrived?

Inside the spaceship, it was the first time the boys had ever worn a full set of combat suits.

However, each person had a respirator covering their face, which looked rather strange, and many people burst into laughter after exchanging glances.

While others held guns, Mu Fan gripped the Expeditionary Force tightly in his hand. If allowed, he would definitely discard the gun on his back immediately during combat.

"Prepare for landing in five minutes. Confirm your personal condition is satisfactory!"

"Open the delivery channel and enter in order."

The Tiger Hunting Squad and another Special Operations Squad called the Man-Eating Shark entered a passage together, Mu Fan looked down through the transparent observation window in the wall.

The red ground was getting closer and closer.

A splash of red is vibrant, but when an overwhelming sea of red descends, it becomes awe-inspiring.

"This is the base's encampment area. On the tactical map, this area is called the Red Plains. The grass here is thick, tenacious, and difficult to clear. Don't look at me like that. Compared to other places, this is paradise," Old Wolf muttered to himself. As a former reconnaissance soldier, he had an extraordinary ability to gather information from the front lines of the army.

"Kid, are you nervous?" Old Deer asked with amusement, noticing the slight trembling on White Hair's body.

"Nervous my ass! I regret not bringing my camera; this would definitely be a viral sensation online." White Hair slapped his thigh, making Old Deer grit his teeth in anger.

"Little brother, what about you?" Tracy stared at Mu Fan's profile and suddenly asked, her husky and sexy voice drawing the attention of several people nearby.

"Me?" Mu Fan turned his head, then shook it. "Not nervous."

"There's a high chance you'll lose your life here, aren't you afraid?"

"Don't be afraid, I will live a good life."

"How about I teach you how to shoot a gun?"

"..."

Mu Fan's serious and earnest demeanor once again made Tracy giggle non-stop; she was really getting more and more into teasing this young heartthrob.

As the Star-borne Ship slowly decelerated, a jolt ran beneath his feet, Mu Fan finally realized that he had landed on Planet 131.

"Open the hatch, disembark!"

The first thing that caught Mu Fan's eye was a large circle of soldiers standing on the ground where the red stems still remained. They looked surprised, then burst into laughter.

"Can't you see we're not wearing respirators? Where did these pampered soldiers come from, so delicate!"

"Are we here for sightseeing? The hell have you made me wait here forever just for these soldiers in gas masks? Are you preparing for biological warfare?"

Various unpleasant sounds came from the scene. This was the way the Expeditionary Force soldiers, who had been fighting alone for many days, vented their frustrations. Don't expect them to have a good attitude towards this group of pampered supporters.

"Air quality confirmed, oxygen level 23%, no toxic gases. You may remove your respirators." Lin Hao's voice came through the combat headset, and the students from the Dingchuan Academy on Landu Star removed their masks.

One by one, young faces began to appear before this Expeditionary Force.

Finally, a man with the rank of captain on his shoulder, spitting out his chewed gum and shouting menacingly, "Are you here for tourism?! State your unit number!"