The hanging basket hanging from the sky is being recovered quickly.
Like a fishing boat floating on the sea, it throws its hook into the bottom of the trench and then retrieves it at a fixed time.
But how can the distance between the sky and the ground be compared to that of an ordinary ocean trench?
Each patrol ship following the operation has two identical gondolas for recovering energy crystals from the ground.
In addition to being responsible for recovery, another role of this hanging basket is to help ground troops guide the direction.
The patrol ships participating in the battle were all floating outside the gray fog, and they coordinated with each other to ensure that the millions of troops on the ground would not get separated.
Just like fishing in troubled waters, the patrol ship is the brain and the millions of ground troops are the hands.
Once in danger, the patrol ships can launch attacks at the same time to ensure that the enemy will not have a chance to escape.
From the beginning of the operation to now, energy crystals have been recovered in batches, proving that the collection effect is quite good.
If it continues to accumulate, it won't take long for Battlestar to recover the cost of the war.
Entering the profit stage means victory has been achieved.
Although this manual search method will definitely greatly increase the probability of omission, under special circumstances, there is no way to force it too much.
Battlestar managers know that the most important thing now is to maintain stability, not to provoke war.
If given a choice, Battlestar would rather retreat than engage in friction and firefights with survivors.
They have already discovered that the survivors on this planet have been behaving extremely abnormally recently.
If it were other planets that were destroyed to this extent, there would basically be no threat at all.
The survivors were struggling to survive, and it was impossible to organize a counterattack.
But on this planet, the situation has become completely different. The invincible space fortress has suffered a very serious blow.
The reserves of energy crystals are in danger and are even close to the edge of "bankruptcy", which was unimaginable in the past.
As a last resort, Battlestar had to use ground troops and collect them manually.
It seems that the problem has been solved, but I feel uncomfortable in my heart.
While continuously experiencing losses, Battlestar became deeply wary of the survivors on this planet.
If they can seize the opportunity and eliminate these damn survivors in one fell swoop, Battlestar will never hesitate at all.
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As the ground troops slowly advanced, the recovery of energy crystals continued, and the scene of the patrol ship formation was quite spectacular.
Floating above the clouds and mist, like driving on the vast ocean
The only connection between heaven and earth is a slender thread, shining with a faint light.
As the equipment operates, the conical basket is loaded into the patrol vessel.
The staff responsible for the operation immediately gathered over and opened the hanging basket in large numbers.
The gondola contains energy crystals, which were hard-earned by the ground troops and represent the gains of this war.
With a soft sound, the hanging basket was slowly opened.
When they saw the items in the hanging basket, the staff were stunned and couldn't believe their eyes.
The hanging basket that was supposed to contain energy crystals was now filled with corpses, exuding a strong stench of blood.
Seeing the clothing and appearance of the corpses, the staff did not know that these were dispatched ground force soldiers!
"Gudong~"
A bloody head rolled out from among the corpses, with a ferocious expression that refused to rest in death.
Such a bloody and tragic scene made everyone tremble and didn't know what to do.
"These damn bastards must pay the most painful price for their actions!"
Someone finally roared, it was the officer in charge of the scene.
Looking at the bloody corpse, he was so angry that he was shaking all over, his expression twisted and painful.
Battlestar has invaded many planets, but has never encountered such a situation. The residents were forced to land on the ground, and now they suffered such tragic casualties.
Seeing the appearance of these corpses, you know how desperate they must be before they die.
Facing the residents of these battle fortresses and their compatriots who sacrificed their lives for the common good, no one can remain indifferent.
Hearing the officer's roar, the staff around him felt equally sad and angry.
The most ruthless revenge must be given to let those damn enemies know the consequences of irritating the Battlestar.
Regarding the fact that the space fortress destroyed the planet and killed countless indigenous people, he selectively ignored it, or took everything for granted.
"Sir, what should we do now?"
The staff member asked cautiously, looking at the pile of corpses, not knowing what to do.
“Collect the body and then report this matter to the headquarters and other patrol ships.
At the same time, we remind the ground troops to be more careful. The enemy is using despicable means to launch sneak attacks! "
In this officer's opinion, the survivors must have used sneak attacks. Otherwise, how could they be the opponents of the ground army?
After receiving the officer's order, a group of staff members suppressed their discomfort and stepped forward to move the bodies.
Wearing special exoskeleton mechas, they could easily carry tons of items and move out the corpses with ease.
The hanging basket is not particularly big, but it can hold a lot of corpses.
Seeing those bloody corpses being carried down one after another, everyone's mood became heavier and heavier.
Especially after seeing familiar faces among the corpses, their hearts became heavier.
During the transportation process, some staff members were slightly stunned.
Whether it was an illusion or not, he found a corpse that seemed to be moving slightly.
"what happened?"
The staff thought they were dazzled and quickly took another look to confirm that there was nothing wrong with it.
Started device scan, also no signs of life.
"Is it because you were too nervous that you had hallucinations?"
The staff shook their heads secretly and prepared to continue carrying it, and controlled the robot to grab the mutilated body.
Unexpectedly, at this moment, the twisted corpse began to twitch as if it had been electrocuted.
The staff was shocked. Just when they were about to pull away, the body suddenly jumped up.
Like a flexible beast, it rushed towards the staff as fast as lightning.
Both the staff member and the companion next to him were shocked by this scene.
Their hearts were filled with panic, and they couldn't figure out why the apparently dead bodies exploded in an attack.
The corpses in the hanging basket all bounced up one after another as if they were electrocuted.
The speed of the corpse was so strange that it was not affected by the mutilated body at all. It rushed straight towards the surrounding staff and pounced on it.
A scream came out, and the staff member who was attacked first had his neck bitten to pieces by the corpse.
Just as the staff member was struggling and screaming, trying to find the first aid kit, the corpse bit him hard on the throat again.
The staff member whose throat was severed controlled the exoskeleton mecha that was carrying the cargo, and was running around in the patrol ship like crazy.
This desperate struggle made the scene increasingly chaotic.
Other corpses roared and ran around inside the patrol ship, frantically attacking the panicked staff.
The screams were endless, and corpses were everywhere, like a bloody slaughterhouse.
The patrol captain who received the alarm immediately sealed off the area where the incident occurred and dispatched combatants to clean it up.
From the command cabin of the patrol ship, you can clearly see the image of the incident area.
The resurrected corpse monsters were running fast against the ground and ceiling, chasing and killing the panicked staff.
There was blood and minced meat everywhere, and the desperate screams of the staff kept coming.
Although the corpses look very scary, the commander is confident enough to deal with these strange and fierce monsters.
The real problem is that the enemy actually transports the wights in a hanging basket.
Does this mean that the ground troops who entered the gray fog have now encountered misfortune?
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