StarCraft: From The Weakest Race To The Interstellar

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 didn't know when reinforcements would arrive, and didn't need to.

Because he knew that His Majesty the Emperor would not abandon them, the reinforcements must be coming at the fastest speed.

During this period, his task was to defend the military fortress of the third district.

As long as there is a Krieg soldier in the fortress, those monsters must not be allowed to advance half a step!

Hold the fortress and wait for reinforcements.

Nick picked up a Hellgun from one side and carried the battery compartment on his back.

puff! puff! puff!

Nick pulled the trigger, and the Hell Gun continued to spit lasers at the Ripper under the fortress wall.

The Hell Gun incarnates the death scythe that harvests life on the battlefield, mercilessly purifying the filthy life of a ripper.

On the wall of the fortress, Krieg soldiers threw hot melt mines down the wall.

The burst of fire engulfed the rippers.

But there are too many enemies, and after clearing one, new enemies will soon fill up.

More and more Rippers climbed the walls, and more and more Krieg soldiers launched a final charge against the Rippers.

Blood spilled like rain, and the originally flat ground above the fortress wall quickly became muddy.

Dilapidated corpses were scattered on the fortress, and there were Krieg soldiers stained with blood.

There are also rippers pierced by bayonets.

But more Krieg soldiers did not leave dead bodies at all, and they chose to use hot melt mines to perish with the enemy.

The fortress walls fell, and Nick led the remaining Krieg soldiers in a close-to-hand fight with the Rippers.

On the other hand, the mixed group was ordered to return to the capital city of the third district.

Fewer than a thousand Krieg soldiers from various chapters formed a simple defense line in the capital city.

And behind their defense line is the tent area where the gathered Imperial residents are located.

These Krieg soldiers gathered some furniture to form a simple wall outside.

This thing is simply like a fake to the Ripper.

But the Krieg soldiers did it anyway.

For them, even if they can block each other for even a second, it is enough.

Seeing the Krieg soldier who had suddenly withdrawn, many people watched from a distance and talked a lot.

"Look, Mom, it's a strange slut!"

In the crowd, the little girl Niuniu had sharp eyes, and she saw the strange mullet with a wreath at a glance.

After shouting happily, the little girl shook off her mother's hand and ran towards Wei Shu Mi.

"Niuniu, don't go there..."

The little girl's mother was inattentive and actually let the little girl break free.

The little girl's mother suddenly became nervous, and quickly chased after her.

However, Niuniu ran very fast, and she jumped up and down to the side of the 'weishu millet'.

"Quite Shu, what are you doing? Do you need Niuniu's help?"

Niuniu looked curiously at the many busy 'weishu millets' in front of her, her big eyes filled with curiosity.

At this time, Niuniu's mother ran over, picked up the little girl, and kept apologizing to the Krieg soldier in front of her.

"I'm sorry, sorry for causing you trouble."

The Krieg soldier looked at the little girl in front of him, and then looked down at the wreath in his hand.

As if thinking about something.

Under the suspicious gaze of the little girl, the Krieg soldier put down the Lucius laser gun in his hand, and then opened his hands at her.

The other party didn't speak, just stretched out his hands and looked at her quietly.

Because of wearing a gas mask, the little girl's mother didn't know what the other party's expression was.

Looking at Niuniu in her arms, the little girl's mother pointed tentatively at her daughter.

The Krieg soldier nodded. He wanted to hug the cute little girl.

Niuniu struggled to be hugged by the 'weishu millet', but the little girl's mother hesitated for a moment and handed over her daughter in her arms.

Without her mother's restraint, Niuniu fell into the arms of Wei Shu Mi.

Niuniu was lying in Wei Shu Mi's arms, her delicate nose wrinkled slightly.

Because she smelled a strange smell.

Smelly, fishy, ​​just like my mother usually does with fresh fish.

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