StarCraft: From the Weakest Race to the Interstellar Domination

Some say Krieger rushed to death.

Not really, they are rushing to redemption and loyalty.

When the first tearer rushed into the trench, the Kriger soldiers around them rushed up without any hesitation.

The dangling jagged bayonet was not confused at all.

In the face of the tall tearers, the body of the Krieger soldier was not great.

On the contrary, normal humans are very small compared to tearers.

But even so, the Krieger soldiers did not flinch.

Not only does it not retreat, but it charges forward.

The bayonet on Lucius’s laser gun collided with the claws of the Ripper, splashing a series of Martian seeds.

The next second, the other three arms of the Ripper penetrated a Krieg soldier.

With the force of his arm, the Krieger soldier’s body was torn in half.

Blood fell like rain, staining the clay in the trenches red.

Sizzle~!

A hoarse, scalp-numbing roar emanated from the tearer’s vicious mouthpiece, sending a chill.

The tearer’s dark red armor was already somewhat infiltrative.

After bathing in the blood of Krieger’s soldiers, it looked even more frightening.

The regimental commander of the first regiment watched as more and more tearers broke through the line of defense and rushed into the trenches, and the face under the gas mask was still so cold and calm.

Turning his head to look at the second line of defense that his compatriots were building behind him, he blew the charge whistle in his hand for the last time.

The second line of defense had been accomplished, and his mission was over.

Whew!

The whistle of the charge post spread far and wide along the first line of defense.

The whistle is melodious and crisp.

Hearing this whistle, the Krieger soldiers in the trench climbed out of the trench without any hesitation.

Lucius laser gun, armed with a bayonet, began a counter-charge.

The Krieger soldiers bowed slightly, took firm steps, and rushed towards the army of tearers step by step.

The regimental commander of the first regiment also climbed out of the trenches.

Beside him were several grenadier veterans, who drew their own sapper shovels and followed close behind.

For these veterans, the bayonet thing did not have the loyalty of the sappers.

The tearer on the other side, seeing that his prey actually began to countercharge, actually had such a brief hesitation.

What the hell is going on with these races?

Shouldn’t we flee in a hurry at this time? Shouldn’t we enjoy the hunt?

Why do you still have the courage to charge at our reactionaries?

Sizzle~!

One of the rippers at the front roared angrily in the sky.

Although he didn’t know what was going on with these races, he felt insulted.

Prey should have the appearance of prey, obediently running away and waiting to be hunted.

Prey that dares to resist is a provocation to the hunter!

The tearer’s roar caused the leader of the first regiment to lock his eyes on it.

The regimental commander waved his hand forward, and several Krieger grenadiers behind him turned around and rushed towards the tearer.

There was not the slightest hesitation in the whole process.

It was as if they were not facing terrible tearers at all.

Poof! Poof! Poof!

The tearer’s slender claws easily penetrated several Krieger grenadiers in front of him, and blood spurted out in an instant.

A smell of blood pervaded, but the irritated tearer was even more frantic.

The regimental commander saw this, took out a hot melt mine, and looked up at the tearer.

He holds a sapper shovel in his left hand and a hot melt mine in his right hand.

He rushed up.

The Ripper threw away the bodies of several Krieg grenadiers in his hand and threw them on the ground as if they were garbage.

A pair of scarlet triangular eyes playfully looked at the insects rushing towards him in front of him.

While courage is commendable, but…

Very foolish!

The regimental commander didn’t bother to pay attention to what the monster in front of him was thinking, he just wanted to send it some imperial specialties.

Poof~!

The tearer’s sharp claws went straight through the regimental commander’s abdomen, thus lifting him up.

Blood flowed down the ripper’s arm, and the regimental commander raised his head with difficulty.

A smile appeared on the face under the gas mask.

Rumble!

A violent explosion was heard, and a terrifying heat wave swept in all directions.

The regimental commander, along with the tearer, disappeared into the flames of the explosion.

In the second line of defense, the Krieger soldiers, who had already completed the construction of the defensive line, also heard the explosion and stopped to watch.

As far as the eye could see, the first line of defense had been occupied by terrifying monsters, and there was no longer a trace of the Krieg soldiers.

The explosion just now was the last loyalty of the Krieg soldiers of the first line of defense.

The explosion in the Ripper army is like the last firework that was lit under the night sky.

Brilliant and dazzling, but fleeting.

At 7:25 a.m. on the 30th day of the 1st month of the Terra calendar, the Krieger Death Corps in the Third District retreated to the second line of defense.

The first line of defense was lost, delaying the army of the Ripper for nearly two and a half hours!

All of the Krieg soldiers of the First and Second Regiments were killed, including several senior commanders, including the regimental commanders of the First and Second Regiments.

Nick didn’t have time to grieve, or that he shouldn’t have to grieve.

For them Krigs, death meant salvation.

Death meant that his robe had fulfilled his mission and returned to the embrace of the emperor.

“Fire the cannon!”

In the second line of defense, Nick gave the order.

The familiar sound of gunfire once again resounded through the second line of defense, and the fierce artillery fire baptized this first line of defense.

There were countless tearers, as well as the bodies of their robes.

Rumble! Rumble! Rumble!

Artillery positions, quad heavy guns roaring.

The Makaris Conqueror and the Macarius Vulcan are also pouring out their wrath.

Suddenly, the first line of defense was on fire.

Looking up, I couldn’t see anything but the glare of the explosion.

Under such fierce shelling, one tearer after another cried to death.

The dark red hard armor melted directly under the baptism of imperial fire, and then completely evaporated.

However, the number of tearers is simply too many.

The Empire’s proud heavy firepower still seemed a little weak in the face of the million-level tearer army.

Especially as Makarius Vulcan reloaded the time, more and more tearers rushed out of the bombardment area of artillery fire.

Quickly approach the second line of defense.

Between the first line of defense and the second line of defense was originally a flat terrain.

However, in order to slow down the enemy’s advance as much as possible, Nick specifically ordered his soldiers to destroy the potholes on the ground.

And in this area, the Krieger sappers also left behind a large number of hot melt mines.

PS: Kneeling down and begging the big guys for more support, please!!!