When the players gather together, there are only fifteen big cats and kittens in total, which is not even enough for a twenty-man team. There is no need to think too much about team operations in this kind of activity.
There are three people who are more capable of making decisions at the moment: Kenneth, who is a professional player, Heizi, the forum elite whose wind speed determines the height of his skirt, and Captain Hamster, the captain of the Sweet and Sour Pork that does not yet exist.
Among the players in the second and third batches, those who currently show certain analytical abilities are Yu Tian from the second batch and Doug Armani from the third batch.
It was Captain Hamster who still started the mission analysis. This time the mission was simpler and more straightforward than the conditions in the second stage.
"I don't think there's much to talk about. How to get greater benefits when both Gray Rats and Waste Stars are fighting each other is a matter of on-the-spot response. If you have to pay attention..."
Captain Hamster thought about it and finally discovered the "trap" in this mission.
"Don't forget, this is still in the process of the second phase of the mission. We have not yet achieved any of the three mission goals of the second phase of the body."
The three mission conditions of the second stage are to kill this group of useless stars, kill that group of useless stars, and survive the rat tide.
"That's right... I thought those useless star people were dead."
Several people recalled the huge fallen missile warehouse. At that time, the players were all shocked by the scene of such a behemoth being swallowed up by the rats, and then they fought with the rats, but they forgot that those waste stars should have at least three missile silos, and their whereabouts were unknown.
"So... do you think that the waste star people who escaped death will get involved in this muddy water again?"
The wind speed determines the height of the skirt. She frowned slightly and was still thinking about the possibilities. Kenneth had already spoken and asserted: "They will definitely join this battle again."
"They came out in full force. They were betting on the rhythm of the wave. A bad start will only make them crazier."
"So it's pretty clear what we're going to do."
Several people looked at each other and smiled knowingly: "The snipe and the clam are fighting, the pelican is behind, and behind the pelican, there is the fisherman!"
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Sergeant Daniel stood with frowning eyebrows in the noisy smoke and smoke of the artillery fire. The war machine beside him had fired four shots in succession, each shot blasting into the hinterland of the rat swarm.
Their scouts were equipped with Survivor 210 land motorcycles. On the way to find the unknown base, they brought back information about the base's location, but they also brought back the squirrel.
After hearing about the squirrels' siege of the base, Sergeant Daniel did not hesitate and directly ordered the entire base to stay in place and build defenses on the hillside.
Although he was only a sergeant from the regular army of the Fabai system, he still had quite good tactical qualities. What's more, the Fabai Galaxy is already known for its positional warfare. Whether it was the era when it was necessary to land on a planet to start a war, or the later era of space war, they were the best in positional warfare.
As long as their proud battle formation is not bypassed——
And such a temporary battle formation is even more impregnable. With their existing firepower, no ordinary regiment-sized army can crush them, let alone a group of flesh and blood.
But the problem is, these flesh and blood bodies...
Too much.
"Why do those gray rats keep attacking us? Aren't they targeting that base?"
He was puzzled and even felt a little worried in his heart. But the situation at hand did not allow him to continue thinking and could only focus on commanding the situation.
"Car No. 3, stop firing and cool down urgently. Car No. 4 should keep up with the reloading speed. Don't stop gearing. Don't stop the machine gun in front. Pay attention to the reloading gap!"
His voice was swallowed up in the sound of gunfire and cannons, and the curses of the people on the ruined stars continued to reach his ears, which made him feel extremely upset——
None of them are good at all, but their skills are terrible, and they can't be learned no matter how hard they teach them. The firing interval of the No. 2 vehicle is ten percent below the qualified standard line. The machine gunner of the No. 4 machine gun position has stopped firing for a full ten seconds...
Waste, what a bunch of waste!
Daniel cursed angrily in his heart, and his face showed an increasingly gloomy look, as if he could eat the squirrel that came up to him with that face.
"The squirrel is coming from the west!"
Amidst the sudden screams, one of his subordinates was thrown to the ground by a two-meter-large rat that rushed up, and its sharp steel teeth instantly bit off his head. The blood-red eyes showed no intention of stopping, and immediately turned their gaze towards Daniel——
But before it could jump out, Daniel had already taken a step forward, holding a strange-looking gun in his hand. He pulled the trigger, and blazing flames surged out:
"call!!!!"
The moment the tongue of fire stuck to the chinchilla's fur, it immediately started burning. As the saying goes, "More fur makes fire weaker, and bigger body makes chrysanthemums weaker." The gray rat immediately started rolling under the flames, screaming and squeaking, and soon became silent.
Daniel, holding the flamethrower, continued to stride forward, blazing flames kept spraying out. The scarlet flamethrower seemed to be excited for the death of the creature, and the gun body became scarleter...
But although he single-handedly blocked the opening that the squirrel broke through, and even used the spread of flames to push back the threats on both sides, the squirrel was still breaking through in other directions of this temporary position.
The screams kept ringing in his ears, and he became more and more irritated. If only these wastes could be more serious...
"boom!!!"
An astonishing loud bang exploded from behind him. He turned around suddenly and realized that he had already left the position quite far away, and the explosion was happening in the middle of the base.
His pupils couldn't help but shrink - two tanks and their ammunition were piled at the center of the explosion!
"It's an enemy attack!"
But a second wave of more violent explosions had already struck. The tanks and ammunition piles exploded at the same time, directly destroying the defensive positions they had built. Only the smarter ones in the corner got on their motorcycles and fled in an emergency, but they would inevitably be blown away by the air waves.
"Who is it, who is it!!"
Daniel screamed angrily, scanning his surroundings, and suddenly found three huge machines more than ten meters high standing on the flanks of the squirrel group...
"That's... the self-propelled missile salvo Land Walker X-RC type?"
Daniel's eyes shrank again. How could there be three such ancient scrapped design firepower devices... and they had just attacked his own position?
Is there such a thing on the waste planet?
But he had no time to worry about where these old things came from, and his attention immediately returned to the front of him——
It had been too long since there was no sound of chinchillas in front of me. Under the pressure of the explosion, the surroundings fell into a deathly silence.
Therefore, the sound of metal friction seemed particularly harsh in such an environment.
Daniel looked forward again, where stood a strong man wrapped in metal armor.
The man held a gun in one hand and dragged the body of a gray rat with the other.
The red mechanical eyes cast an uncomfortable "look", the man grinned, and then threw away the body.
He raised his gun towards Daniel.
