The thirteenth star of the thirteen-year galaxy.
In the early morning, a large flock of birds of paradise with long tail feathers glides lightly through the treetops and flies to an oak forest with a large number of fat insects.
The cooing of birds came far away with the morning wind, and occasionally a mist rose from the woods, and the birds burrowed into the mist, and after a short time flew out of the mist with streaks of smoke.
A group of small herbivorous beasts cautiously scurried through a meadow in the middle of a forest, and quickly rushed to a large river with a width of nearly two kilometers and a clear bottom.
A few small beasts are distributed around the sentry, and the other small beasts are neatly lined up, drinking and resting comfortably by the river.
With the sound of rushing water, a white python more than two meters thick slowly poked out a body more than ten meters high from the river, and its cold and ruthless eyes stared at this group of small beasts.
The beasts were in chaos, hundreds of small beasts scattered and fled frantically, and even rushed into the river in a panic, desperately struggling to be carried downstream by the turbulent river.
At the sound of water one after another, one after another white pythons continued to drill out of the river, and finally gathered thirty giant pythons and swam slowly onto the riverbank.
Thirty giant pythons with a body length of nearly two hundred meters hissed and whispered, and they carefully cruised around for a while, and finally formed a thirty snake formation in a spacious clearing.
The snorting sound kept coming, and the snakeskin near the seven-inch part of the giant python suddenly cracked a thin hole, and a crystal clear pale green nutrient solution slowly seeped out of the hole.
The giant python shook its body uncomfortably, and there was suddenly a bit more crazy wild beast surname in its originally cold and ruthless eyes.
"Damn Earth Federation Army" With a crisp curse sound, thirty naked Spirit Clan warriors emerged from the gap within the seven inches of the giant python.
The biomass tentacles the thickness of little thumbs slowly squirmed away from their bodies, leaving dozens of reddish spots on their bodies.
A Spirit Clan warrior looked around cautiously and patted the giant python beside him vigorously.
The white python spat out a letter several meters long, and the gap on the seven inches slowly closed, leaving only a pale green trace of nutrient solution.
The pythons stretched out their bodies and vigilantly swept towards the surrounding dense forest with their letters.
Snakes' letters are the most sensitive, especially these giant pythons that have been specially bioengineered, as long as there are creatures within a radius of several kilometers, they can't hide their snake letters.
After looking around for a while, the Spirit warrior walked to the river and patted the river vigorously.
In the sound of the rushing water, nearly 100 individual submersibles emerged from the river, these submersibles that seemed to have two long legs stuck in an egg were magnificent blue translucent, they slowly swam to the river, and stepped silently on the river bank with two mechanical wrists and feet several meters long.
The round canopies on the two wrists and feet opened with a subtle snort, and three high-level Romance warriors wearing pale golden energy armor walked out of each cockpit.
A Roman, who was obviously the leading officer, expanded his chest hard, glanced at the giant pythons coiled aside in disgust, and whispered an order: "Hurry up and eat something and rest for a while, and then continue patrolling."
Everyone should be careful, thirty kilometers ahead is the defense line of the Demon Division, and none of the Kingdom warriors who have fought with them are alive."
Ten kilometers away, the green-haired beauty Medusa, the former leader of the Ninth Main Battle Regiment of the Hell Angel Mercenary Regiment, was sitting lazily on the tallest branch of a big tree, chewing a piece of high-calorie individual rations, and holding a pair of oversized multiplier military binoculars and staring closely at the Roman officer who was doing chest expansion exercises.
"Hehehe, an assault reconnaissance battalion reinforced by three times the number and firepower is very tender and delicious" Whistling lightly, Medusa smiled strangely: "Little cuties, I know that I am only a little short of military merit to be promoted to the rank of colonel, hehehe, you sent it to the door, I'm welcome" Stomping on the trunk of the tree hard, Medusa shouted in a low voice: "Brothers, keep the radio silent when you start work, otherwise those guys who eat people and don't spit out bones will come to fight again."
Under the big tree, a row of individual camouflage camping tents is seemingly messily distributed in a large circle with a diameter of about two hundred meters, but if you look closely, you can see that this messy camp actually seals all the angles around it, and if someone intrudes, no matter which direction he comes from, he will be hit head-on.
Outside each camping tent is quietly docked a pitch-black mechanical armor, these armors with a smooth shape and a height of about two meters and a half are the Hercules V that Hardward Defense just launched a month ago Hearing Medusa's order, nearly a hundred soldiers came out of the tent and put on the battle armor next to the tent.
A little farther away, more than two dozen sentries came out of the camp, and they ran back to the camp with briskness, quickly putting on all their battle gear.
Satisfied, chewing on the individual rations, Medusa smiled happily: "Twenty realm warriors, seventy Jumstar-level high-level innate fighters, thirty Jumstar-level mid-level adepts, alas, bullying a small Roman assault reconnaissance battalion, I'm so evil Fuck your husband, you damn Siberian boar" Medusa, who was still laughing and groaning just now, suddenly crushed the telescope in her hand, and she jumped up in anger.
Just to her left in the dense forest, an army of the size of her squad was rapidly pounced on the Romans in front of her like a frenzied group of baboons.
These soldiers are also wearing the brand-new Hercules V armor, and at the forefront is a set of specially made Hercules V heavy fire armor with a height of about 3.50 meters.
This special suit of armor is tall and mighty, like a Vajra gorilla in a primeval forest, and moves as fast as a storm without making a sound.
Two heavy neutron cannons with a caliber of 200 mm are firmly resting on the shoulders of this armor, which is the strongest and only weapon of this armor.
In the battle armor, the husband who was covered in black hair like a gorilla couldn't breathe with laughter, and he roared with his hands dancing: "Brothers, rush up and tear up this group of Romance Birdmen hahaha, don't leave a living person to that poisonous woman Hehe, as long as you eliminate this group of Romans, Lao Tzu will be able to carry a golden star on his shoulders, Major General of the Federation."
To be continued: