Star Wars: From The Weakest Human Race to the Interstellar Domination

A Krieg soldier climbed the wall, looked left and right, and walked past Nick with his Lucius laser gun on his back.

Nick saw the other party's number.

078954!

This number is less than 100,000, and it is the original Krieg death corps establishment.

This is a veteran!

Nick found a string of bracelets made of unknown wildflowers on the cuff of the opponent's coat.

Although this violated Krieger's rules, Nick didn't say anything.

"Number 078954!"

Nick called out the other party's number.

He didn't know the name of the Krieg soldier, and he didn't need to.

For the Krieg Death Corps, the name means nothing.

Instead, the string of serial numbers is their status symbol.

The soldier stopped, turned to look at Nick, and gave the standard Krieg military salute.

"Soldier, now appoint you as the supreme commander of the mixed regiment."

Nick looked at the Krieg soldier in front of him and gave his order.

The mixed regiment was a mixed regiment of soldiers left over from each chapter during the previous defensive battle.

Because almost all the commanders of each chapter died during the retreat, the mixed regiment did not have a formal commander for the time being.

"Lead your mixed group out of the military fortress and return to the capital city of the thirteenth district, where they will form the last line of defense."

"in addition......"

Under the gas mask, outsiders could not see Nick's expression at this time.

It's just that Nick turned to look at the endless army of Rippers outside the city, and said calmly.

"If you have a chance, remember to avenge all Krieg soldiers in the third military fortress."

After saying this, Nick waved his hand and signaled the soldiers to leave.

The Krieg soldier saluted Nick again.

Not the standard imperial military salute, but a swearing-in ceremony where the right hand clenched a fist and slapped the chest.

The soldier didn't say much, turned around and went down the city wall.

Along with him were all the Krieg soldiers of the mixed regiment.

Nick watched the soldier lead people away, and withdrew his gaze.

He raised his right hand and looked at the time.

Nine forty-seven in the morning!

In more than three days, the Krieg death corps under his command was sharply reduced from 100,000 to less than 20,000.

Most of the Pao Ze returned to the embrace of the Emperor.

Nick does not know when to reinforcements arrive, you do not need to know.

Because he knows that His Majesty the Emperor will not abandon them, reinforcements arrived certainly the fastest.

During this period, his task is clinging to the third area military fortress.

As long as there is a fortress Mingkelige soldiers, we must not let those monsters half a step forward!

Adhere to the fortress, waiting for reinforcements.

Nick from one side to pick up a gun hell, the battery compartment back on his back.

puff! puff! puff!

Nick pulled the trigger, the gun constantly toward hell under the fortress walls Ripper handling the laser.

Harvest of life on the battlefield death scythe hell gun incarnation, a ruthless purge the name Ripper that filthy life.

Above the fortress walls, Krieger soldiers will leave the walls of a gold mine hot.

Crashing explosion fire engulfed a piece Ripper.

But the number of enemies too much, then cleared away one, will soon have a new enemy to fill up.

More and more Ripper climb the walls, a growing number of soldiers in front of these Krieger Ripper launched a final assault.

Spilled blood like rain, on top of the original fortress walls flat on the ground soon became muddy again.

With a dilapidated bodies scattered on top of the fortress, there are red with blood of soldiers Krieger.

Also through the ripper bayonet.

Krieger but more soldiers but did not leave the body, they chose the way with hot-melt mine enemies perish together.

Fortress walls fall, Nick Krieger led the remaining soldiers with these Ripper launched a close fight.

On the other side, mixed group was ordered to return to the third zone, the capital city.

Fewer than 1,000 soldiers from each of Krieger fray in the capital city to build a simple defense.

The Empire residents behind their defense is gathered from the area where the tent.

These Krieger soldiers gathered some of the furniture, on the outside can be formed a simple no longer a simple fence.

This thing is simply a rubber stamp for the Ripper is.

But Krieger soldiers still did.

For them, even if the other party can stop even one second is sufficient.

See this sudden withdrawal to the Krieger soldiers, many people are far watching, talking.

"Mom, you see, is the undead!"

Crowd, sharp-eyed little girl niu, a saw with a garland of undead.

He shouted happy little girl throw off her hand ran toward the undead in the past.

"NIO, not the past ..."

The little girl's mother a moment's inattention, just let the little girl broke from.

The little girl's mother erupted suddenly tense up, and quickly caught up from behind.

However, Niu run very fast, bounce on to the 'undead' side.

"Undead, what are you doing? Niu or need help ah?"

Niu curious watching a lot of busy 'undead', big eyes filled with curiosity.

This time Niu's mother ran over a little girl picked up, facing the front of this Mingkelige soldiers continue to apologize.

"I'm sorry I'm sorry to trouble you."

Krieger soldiers watching the little girl, looked down at his hand garlands.

As if thinking about something.

In the little girl puzzled eyes, Krieger soldiers put down the hands of Lucius laser gun, then opened her hands to her.

The other did not speak, but then held out his hands quietly watching her.

Because wearing gas masks because of the little girl's mother did not know what the other expression.

Looked niu arms, the little girl's mother tentative pointed to his daughter.

Krieger soldier nodded his head, he wanted to hug this cute little girl.

Niu struggled to make the 'undead' hold, the little girl's mother hesitated for a moment, the arms of her daughter offered it.

Niu is not bound mother, threw himself at the bosom of undead.

Niu lying in the arms of the undead, delicate nose slightly wrinkled.

Because she smelled strange taste.

Smelly, Xing Xing, like mothers usually treated as fresh fish.

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