The Fourth Scourge of Star Wars

1693. Four monsters

The Black Beast Squad is the most elite of the Beast Legion formed mainly by the felons on the prison planet Sonel. It is also the first batch of troops in the entire Kingdom of Dawn Army to be equipped with CMC-300 powered armor.

In fact, for new equipment such as CMC-300 powered armor, being the first to be equipped is actually not a great honor. It is more about the instability and risks caused by operating experimental equipment.

But for the Black Beast Team, which currently has less than 20 people, each of them is a pervert among perverts, a criminal among criminals, and every one of them is a most vicious person!

Standing here now is the commander of the Black Beast Team, "Commander". That's right, his code name is Commander. No other information is known. Even his appearance is almost unknown. He never removes his power armor when there are others.

At this moment, in this command center, the appearance has been modified to be extremely terrifying. The CMC-300 power armor with a height of 2.31 meters has naturally become the most conspicuous and terrifying existence.

"Is it finally time to swat the flies?" "Commander" let out a deep laugh.

"To swat the flies, we have to wait for the professionals to come. After all, there are really a lot of flies this time..." Ben Tiras-San-Skar said with a cruel smile. In fact, he looks the same, which means he is scary. After all, he does not need power. The armor is almost two meters tall. It's just that flesh and blood is still a little less interesting than machines after all...isn't it?

Before San-Skar finished speaking, this question already had an answer!

Boom! There was a loud noise from the metal door of the command center, and then the overwhelmed automatic door opened with the creak of deformed mechanical parts.

One, or rather an Incholi who was at least 2.8 meters tall and covered in green scales walked in! It's just that this Incholi man is not only close to 3 meters tall, he is also the tallest among the entire race, and his muscles are so developed that people even suspect that he has taken hormones!

Just standing here, this Incholi is a lot taller than the CMC-300 power armor next to him. Not only is he taller, but he also looks stronger than the power armor! This is completely a humanoid Tyrannosaurus rex!

The Incholi man walked in, rubbed the back of his head and said with some embarrassment, "I'm sorry, I was so bored just now that I went out for a walk."

He spoke very politely, completely belied by his fierce stature, except for the fact that his voice was indeed very loud.

"If you sneak out and the existence of the Injori people on the planet Annaji is exposed, then I will immediately report to the Supreme Command so that you will never have a chance to go to the battlefield." Volgograd -Kanidi said coldly, "Chief Matlaba!"

Almost all of the people standing in front of him were inhuman monsters!

The 2.31-meter CMC-300 powered armor, the 2.5-meter-tall San-Skar, and the 2.8-meter-tall Incholi chief, Shi Aimin can be regarded as the most normal of these monsters. But in fact, if these people really wanted to fight, the one who was still standing in the end was definitely Shi Aimin!

These are really all monsters!

But Canidi had no fear at all! He is no longer in the state where he was just waiting to die and was afraid of the jackals when he saw them. Now he has long awakened, and he has a more lofty ideal in his heart! In the face of this ideal, nothing could shake him in the slightest.

The Incholi chief Matlaba quickly explained to Kanidi: "No... no... I just found a clone team very close to one of our vents. In order to avoid being discovered, I went to kill them. All cleaned up..."

He lowered his head and saw something was wrong with Canidi's expression, and quickly explained: "I only took ten seconds! Really! They definitely didn't have time to spread the news about me! I promise!"

As he spoke, Matlaba held his hands and showed what he thought was the most flattering smile.

To others, this smile seemed as terrifying as if it could swallow up the person in front of them at any moment.

Volgograd-Kanidi glanced at him and said coldly: "I will naturally investigate this matter."

Matlaba nodded and bowed, his huge body almost curled up into a ball.

I have to say that his personality seems completely different from that of normal Incholi people.

Of course, it is precisely because of this that he can become the current supreme commander of the Incholi military force, leading his 10,000 most powerful Incholi warriors to fight for the Principality of Dawn.

Well, for the Incholi people, the supreme commander means the big guy at the front.

In fact, Matlaba is a very typical new generation of Incholi people who grew up under the education and influence of the fourth civilization. They are still violent and cruel, but at the same time they are not as inconsistent as their predecessors. The kind that fights and kills, but is very willing to communicate.

And because of their violent reaction to cigars, once these Inchoris hold a cigar in their mouths on the battlefield, they will immediately become the most terrifying berserkers!

These four terrifying monsters standing here are also the last trump card left by Volgograd-Kanidi for this battle!

In order to keep this trump card until the end, Canidi even did not hesitate to let the defenders of the planet Annaji fill it with flesh and blood, exchange for human lives, and fight to the end with the powerful clone soldiers.

A trump card, naturally it must be killed in one hit to be called a trump card!

If you use all your cards but fail to kill the opponent, that means failure!

"It's almost time. The Republic's backup has been cut off. No matter how you make trouble now, these Republic troops will not get any more reinforcements!" Canidi said in a deep voice.

"So, we can go on a killing spree?" the 'commander' asked in a low voice.

"Hehehehe..." Chief Matlaba let out a silly laugh, but his expression was enough to scare any ordinary person who witnessed it into nightmares.

"But we still need to consider the orbital bombing of the Galactic Republic." Shi Aimin was finally the most normal one among this group of monsters.

Volgograd-Kanidi nodded and said: "As long as we move fast enough, if the Republic warships want to conduct orbital bombing, they must consider the situation of accidentally bombing their own people. Of course, I can't guarantee whether they will. I would rather blow up all the friendly forces than send you to heaven."

"Then let your fleet keep an eye on it! Don't tell me to go back to hide in the air-raid shelter when I am happy to kill!" Ben Tiras-San-Skar roared.

"This is an issue I need to consider. And what you have to do is to follow the goals I taught you, and then... kill enough!" Canidi's eyes were cold.