The Collection of The End

——TR81.2.2——

Minmatar Forward Base Supply Depot.

"Hey! Cubs! Get out of your turtle shells and die! Ooooooh!"

Ta-ta-ta-ta-ta-ta-ta-ta-ta-ta-ta-ta-ta-ta-ta-ta-tat-

Seven or eight clone troopers stood in a row and fired at the bunker in front, while Tychus stood at the forefront, completely ignoring the tongues of fire spurting out of the bunker's firing holes that made his newly repaired armor buzz and shoot. while still using the built-in loudspeaker to spout nonsense.

"Reno, is he always like this?" Angela, who was treating several clone soldiers behind the bunker, asked him in a helpless tone.

"A little more exaggerated than usual," Raynor was observing the color of the clone trooper pattern projected on the mask, and casually replied, "Okay! You two, bring him back!"

As soon as the words fell, the two clone soldiers standing next to Tychus immediately helped him back behind the bunker one by one, while Renault and another clone soldier rushed forward to make up for his lack.

It's a very simple tactic. When facing the continuous firepower of the bunker, throw as many people as possible into its maximum range, and then let the seriously injured ones out one by one, give their power armor time to repair itself, and then fill it in again, replacing others. A maimed one.

Of course, this tactic is based on the premise that clone soldiers wearing power armor can stay on the front line for a period of time. If they encounter the previous cluster of spider mines, doing so will completely lead to death.

In addition, since the self-repair of the power armor cannot heal injuries, if there are no medics, a few clone soldiers may have to be sacrificed to take down the bunker, so Angela's presence is a guarantee that no one will be injured.

"Hey! I can still fight!" Tychus, who was dragged out of the line of fire, bared his teeth and claws, but his power armor was severely damaged and could not compete with the armor of the two clone troopers.

Zizzi - Angela swept the blue light waves on her hand back and forth across the three of them, treating them equally with rain and dew, but because Tychus was a natural person, he recovered faster.

"Angela, did you see that? I just blew the head off a guy in the bunker!" Baldhead boasted while being treated.

"If possible, the SCV that built this bunker would have to be shot." Angela expressed disbelief.

"It's not impossible." At this time, Renault retreated from the front line because his armor was damaged to the critical point and he was shot several times. He directed other clone soldiers to continue attacking and said, "Mimatar Starfield often uninstalls some equipment they consider 'useless' in order to make operations more efficient.

Perhaps the bunker window shields are also streamlined. "

"No wonder they haven't captured Fortress Howe." Angela didn't seem too interested in this and continued to use the healing light to sweep back and forth on several wounded people. By this time, Tychus's injuries had been healed and his armor had been repaired. complete.

"Hey! You didn't expect that Uncle Finley is back again!" Tychus roared and rushed forward again.

"It must be hard to be friends with him, right?" Angela shined the healing light on Renault, pursed her lips and snickered.

"It's not bad, at least it's better than those guys who let the clones die and always hide behind." Renault shrugged.

boom! bump!

The bunker in front, which had been besieged by Raynor's clone troopers for a long time, exploded.

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"It seems that we will be the first team to enter the supply station area. Keep your spirits up. Minmatar will never give up here easily. There must be a final counterattack inside."

After destroying the bunker and the Minmatar clone troopers stationed in it, Raynor and Tychus' teams successfully entered the predetermined target area and saw a dozen humming supply depots. These supply depots were of the same size. The descriptions in the mission briefing are different, and there are less than a quarter of them. It seems that the enemy also understands the principle of three cunning rabbits.

Although the soldiers were still on alert, an atmosphere of "mission accomplished" began to spread. Renault frowned and reminded them a few words on the channel broadcast, but the effect was not good.

"Let me see, what is being produced here?" Tychus swaggered to the supply station, smashed open the sealed door with the butt of his gun, took a look inside, and then directly reached for it: "Oh, armor pad? Great, that’s what I need.”

Because of Raynor's tactics, the power armor consumed a lot of supplies when repairing itself. Seeing Tychus, the clone troopers started stuffing pads into the storage compartment of the power armor. After looking at each other, they followed decisively.

"Me too."

"Same as above."

"Me too."

Supply depot facilities, as the name suggests, provide logistical services to other armies. Inside it is a complete 3D printing manufacturing system that can produce almost anything. It can produce individual weapons and armor, engineering tank shells, and ghost fighter jets. Missiles, even battleship armor and laser arrays, if necessary and the materials are available, can even create the shell of the "Apocalypse". Without its assistance, almost all the services that require logistics will not be able to set foot on the battlefield.

However, the reason why these supply depots lack defensive strength is because they are not of great significance, because the attack on Fortress Howe has already begun, and their pre-war duties have been completed. Destroying them now will only cause Mimata to Er's subsequent offensive will weaken, and units already on the battlefield will not be affected.

"Aren't you going to get something? I remember that your power armor also suffered considerable damage?" Angela, who was temporarily out of work, stood side by side with Renault and asked him casually.

"No need," Reynold watched as Tychus smashed open the door of another supply depot and returned disappointed after finding a pile of tires of unknown purpose. Then he responded: "I still have some research on the durability of various weapons and equipment. There is no need to resupply yet, as for those with hamster habits, just let them go."

"If the only work left is to demolish the house, I will call the hospital ship and leave first." Angela seemed to be unhappy with Tychus's vandalism.

"Well, then -" Renault was about to say goodbye to her, but suddenly he frowned and turned back suddenly: "No!"

"What?" Angela blinked in confusion.

"Those tires...are from the Vulture!" Renault quickly rushed towards the group of marines who were opening the supply depots one by one for "lottery", and at the same time issued instructions on the channel: "You guys, stay away from those supply depots immediately!"

Due to Renault's status as a natural sergeant, the clone soldiers who were ordered by him stopped and dispersed cautiously. Only Tychus smashed open the door of a supply depot indifferently.

"Man, you're so nervous, what's going on in these places that make parts-"

Click, click, click—buzz—

In the supply station, on the production line that had stopped, each spider mine stretched out its slender mechanical legs and stood up, then uniformly turned its "eyes" to Tychus at the door.

"…Shet."

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