The transport boat lowered its height, first circled the freshwater lake, adjusted the angle of the fuselage, then deployed the landing gear, and finally landed on the tarmac.

"boom……"

The roar of the engine gradually subsided.

Seeing that the transport boat had completed its landing, the people waiting nearby walked onto the apron and walked toward the tail of the transport boat.

The leader is John, who wears power armor and has the Spear of Terror attached to his back, accompanied by four warrior guards.

As well as Gabriel, who is still equipped with ceramite armor, and the paratrooper second lieutenant who is equipped with exclusive TPS power armor, as well as Shirley and Laura who have just arrived.

Everyone walked toward the tail of the plane, which was facing the large hatch below.

Come closer.

Sui Bian and Leon also stepped out of the transport boat and joined John, Shirley and others.

"Father." John said respectfully to Sui Bian first, then looked at Leon and said, "Long time no see, Leon."

"It's only five years, not a long time." Leon seemed to respond indifferently, but in fact he was teasing his brother.

It's just that this joke is "somewhat" cold.

Sui Bian chuckled lightly. After sensing the changes in his second son with his spiritual energy, he praised John: "It seems that you have improved a lot in the past few years. Keep up the good work."

"yes."

After finishing the brief conversation with his second son, Sui Bian spoke positively to Gabriel and the second lieutenant, saying:

"I have read the complete record of the battle. It was you and your comrades, brothers, and the joint efforts of all members of the UNSC Retribution that prevented the war from affecting millions of innocent people on Harvest.

Well done, thank you for your hard work. I will give you a certain amount of time to repair, especially you, the second lieutenant, and your paratrooper company."

"Chairman, after the company regains its full strength, we hope to move to the front line! To be honest, yesterday we were worried that there were no aliens to kill!"

The second lieutenant responded emotionally.

"You should fight for your father!" Gabriel was also slightly excited.

Even though Gabriel and the other recruits were able to talk to Sui Bian at close range only a handful of times, the G gland made them respect their "father" as much as the original as they grew older.

At this time.

When Shirley saw her uncle Sui Bian finished talking with the second lieutenant and Gabriel, and turned his attention to her and Laura, she took the initiative and said:

"Chairman, the engineering team has completed the preliminary excavation. Do you want to enter the ruins now?"

"Wait a minute, John, take me to see the prisoners." Sui Bian said.

"Yes, father."

John agreed and led everyone off the tarmac.

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The easternmost side of the temporary camp.

There is a building that looks like a warehouse.

"Ouch...ow!"

The building was filled with the angry and unwilling roars of the elite clan.

Here, there are only lighting lights installed on the top, eight simple "cells", and one "single room."

The "leaky" fence surrounding the cells is composed of metal posts as thick as a human forearm. Each cell can hold more than a hundred adult humans.

Imprisoned together at this time were the elites captured by Gabriel and his brothers, as well as the Jackals and Grunts captured by the Harvest Star ground forces.

Among them, the Grunts have the largest number, more than 500, and the Jackals, less than 200, are concentrated in seven cells.

The last room was crowded with more than seventy elites.

Covenant soldiers of these three races were forced to remove their armor. Only the Grunts still wore masks and gas tanks and breathed the extremely strong-smelling gas in order to maintain physiological functions.

There is no Jiralhanae, not because the Jiralhanae would rather die than surrender, but because Gabriel and his brothers resorted to killing each other before arriving at the bridge area.

After arriving at the bridge, it was decided to try to capture the Covenant's command class.

This resulted in the Jiralhanae being slaughtered by Gabriel and the others without any chance of being captured or surrendering.

The reason why there are also fewer Gnolls is that they successfully landed on the surface of the Harvest Star in escape pods, and actually felt that the Kriegs on the ground were easier to deal with than the Astartes.

Not only did he not surrender, he even dared to try to fight back.

So the Kriegs taught the gnolls a lesson.

Finally, there is the engineer who is very cooperative and makes even the Astartes feel "cute".

In view of its docile character, it has received special care from humans. It is currently studying metal pillars in a small cell and seems to be trying to understand human alloy technology.

As for the "prison guards" responsible for guarding this warehouse, they are twenty Spartan Astartes wearing Mjolnir 5.

The defensive force is more than sufficient, and there is no need to worry about the possibility of jailbreak or riots.

In the cell.

The Grunts huddled together, and the Gnolls hugged their heads and lay on the ground. Every time the giant Spartan patrol passed by, their bodies could not stop shaking.

"Ouch!"

Only the elite was unconvinced and stretched their arms out of the gap in the fence, trying to scratch the passing Spartan.

“…”

The Spartan on patrol turned his head slightly, as if to glance at this group of elites, but did not pay much attention to them and continued to walk towards the next area.

Stay away from Sparta.

The elites were a little more honest now, but they still spoke to each other quite angrily in the language of the Star Alliance.

Take a closer look at these guys.

After taking off their armor, they wore some kind of light combat uniforms. Compared with the Jiralhanae, they were indeed slim, but compared to humans, they were completely defeated.

Their strong self-esteem made the elites rather believe that the reason why the Astartes easily defeated them was due to the increase brought by the power armor, rather than the fact that the Astartes themselves were stronger than them.

The elites look down on Jiralhanae who are far superior to them in strength, because they can rely on their flexible body shape and speed to win, and regard Jiralhanae as nothing more than mindless collisions.

On the other hand, an elite sitting cross-legged in the center of the cell remained silent from beginning to end.

This elite looks calmer than others of his kind, and the skin exposed outside the combat uniform is covered with hideous scars, indicating that he is a "veteran" who has experienced hundreds of battles.

It was the golden-armored commander who survived Gabriel's kick and was translated as "Mul Linmir" by Queen Bai.

As the commander-in-chief of the reconnaissance fleet, Moore was not as angry and arrogant as before the war, but was thinking about why he was defeated.

This chapter is not over, please click on the next page to continue reading! The prophet said that heretics (human beings) are blasphemous existences, so they were ordered to go to war.

At first, when he saw the lone Punishment charging their fleet fearlessly, Moore secretly praised it as "a heretic worthy of admiration."

Looking back now, that compliment seems like a joke.

Moore also did not have the naive ideas of his peers around him, believing that Gabriel and the reserves had won by clever tricks, and that losing was a loss, and there was no need to make excuses for losing.

After waking up, Moore began to think about why the prophet directly issued an order to exterminate.

Because according to usual procedures, when they discover a new race, they should first make contact and try to incorporate the other race into a member of the Covenant.

If the other party is unwilling, the Star Alliance will use war methods to force the other party to submit. Extermination orders are also extremely rare.

Something is abnormal.

Why on earth are humans directly judged to be heretics?

Moore couldn't figure it out.

Especially after seeing the combat prowess displayed by the Astartes, it even considered proposing to the Prophet to give humans a chance to join the Covenant.

Just when this idea came up, Gabriel and a group of brothers had already fought their way to the bridge, and then, he sat here.

Invite humans to join the Covenant?

"hehe…"

When he thought of this, Moore couldn't help but burst into self-deprecating laughter.

"Boom, boom!"

Suddenly, the sound of footsteps, heavier than Sparta's, began to echo throughout the warehouse.

This moment attracted the attention of all the Star Alliance, and they all looked at the entrance and exit of the warehouse.

I saw Sui Bian and others entering the warehouse.

I saw a group of warriors wearing Terminators, guards, and the most conspicuous ones, Leon and John, following Sui Bian...

The Grunt and Jackal were frightened so much that they dared not breathe, and their bodies trembled more intensely for fear of offending the two four-meter-tall original bodies.

Even some of the young and energetic elites no longer shouted as loudly as before, with expressions of astonishment that could be understood by humans, and retreated away from the fence.

"Aw...! Aw!" Their four-petal mouths kept saying something.
To be continued...