Countless "worker ants" kept rushing towards the fortress, and the corpses under the wall were piled up almost equal to the wall. The subsequent armored beast rushed up stepping on the same corpses and began to massacre ordinary people standing on the wall.

infantry.

"Light infantry retreat! The armored soldiers topped up, gathered the directional thunder and explosives, and cleared out the corpses of the insects!" The hunting dogs loudly commanded the troops, and more than a dozen soldiers wearing power armor ran quickly behind the wall.

The thruster ejected a hot tail flame, and jumped onto the wall with a slight jump. The heavy chain saw in his hand started to move, waving openly among a bunch of "worker ants".

Ke Lan noticed that these dozen armored soldiers were definitely not "new forces" under the hunting dogs. The armor on their bodies was stained with a large number of blue fluorescent blood unique to the armored beasts, and the surface was covered with scratches of varying depths.

Several of the armors were so damaged that they did not even have the most basic protection effect. The wearer's chest and abdomen were completely exposed, and it looked no different from a powered exoskeleton pieced together with discarded parts.

These people must have just retreated from the front line where the battle was extremely fierce. They just rested for a while in the rear, replenished ammunition and fuel, and even the damaged armor was put into the battle again without time to repair it.

middle.

The hunting dog has few cards that can be played, and its troops, ammunition and energy are already in danger. The entire fortress may be swallowed by these armored beasts at any time.

What's more, as long as the energy of the protective shield above their heads is exhausted, the "worker ant" ridge-armored beasts can easily destroy these hundreds of numbers without tearing the defense line.

people.

At this moment, two military transport planes suddenly flew over from a distance, but for some reason, after seeing these two transport planes, the hound grabbed the communicator and shouted loudly to ask them to "turn around! Turn around quickly!

Push the rudder to the right!"

The next second, a ball of full-strength plasmon spurted out from the mouth of a "soldier ant-level" armored beast, drew a nearly straight arc in the air, accurately hitting the two transport planes.

One.

The other aircraft made an emergency avoidance action in mid-air, barely avoiding the aftermath of the explosion of the companion. It was the hunting dog's cry that promptly reminded the other transport plane, which avoided the fate of both crashing.

Ke Lan was puzzled for a moment, was this guy not only had a very sensitive sense of smell, but also had such good eyes? Even Ke Lan, who was in the perspective of God, did not notice that a "soldier ant-level" armored beast secretly raised up.

His head aimed at the transport plane in the distance. Why would the hound in the fortress see it? His perspective should be blocked...

But Ke Lan could not control this dream. He could not play back the scene just now to check the missing details, so he could only give up.

The remaining transport aircraft finally passed through the opening of the protective cover safely and landed in the fortress.

"How much supplies did you bring? How much ammunition and crystals are there on the plane? Medical supplies?" The hound walked to the transport plane in three steps and asked, raising the hatch door.

"No... we did not carry any supplies to arrive at the battlefield as soon as possible." The soldier on the plane said to the hound.

"Grass! Didn't I say that you would bring more ammunition and crystals! Didn't you hear it? How many times did I say it, how many times did I say it!" The hunting dog punched the hatch door and came to the door, and issued a "bang"

A dull sound.

"But the order we received was to protect your safety of the Colonel. Please board the plane immediately-"

"Carry on the plane?! Board your fucking plane! I won't leave! You fucking urge me to kill you!" After saying that, the hunting dog turned to the guard beside him and said, "Let someone lift all the wounded people up."

Come here and move to the plane. The seriously injured people who have no combat effectiveness will be given priority!"

Soon, dozens of seriously injured people lying on simple stretchers were carried onto the plane. In addition, a large handful of metal dog cards stained with blood and even minced meat were handed over to the crew.

In the hands of the personnel.

"Tell the pilot that you should not fly back immediately when you take off. First turn to the left. The "anti-level" on the other side should be at least. After pulling to a safe distance, adjust the direction. Remember to turn left first!"

The last second after the door closed, the Hound said to the crew with a serious look on his face.

In the dull roar of the vertical thruster, the transporter began to slowly pull up into the air, and then the thruster nozzle began to turn right, turning the direction of the head to the left...

I don't know if it was the load of wounded people who were too heavy to bear the weight, or if the body was damaged during the explosion just now, the speed of the transport plane was much slower than when it came. Just as it just flew out of the fortress, it just happened to hit it head-on

A ball of plasma hitting at high speed.

"boom!!!"

"Fuck it!" The hunting dog grabbed the military cap on his head and threw it hard to the ground.

...

Ke Lan knew that according to the original plot, the Hound himself should not die... But there are probably not many soldiers under his command who can return to the ark alive... Instead of waiting for chronic death, it is better to concentrate the troops to

If you rush around the weakest place, maybe a miracle might happen...

"It's enough if I can communicate with the hunting dog... Even if I can't help him break this dead end, at least I have to make him realize that it's all just a dream..." Just as Ke Lan thought this way, his perspective suddenly

There had been a change... He looked around and suddenly found that he had "traveled" to a soldier, and he was also a personal guard beside a hunting dog!

What is this? Taking over a body? Invasion of consciousness?

"...Is this dream world really like a computer program? As an outside visitor, I only have the 'read-only' permission, but when I assimilate myself into a part of the dream, I can obtain it

The ability to interfere with this dream?"

Ke Lan raised her head and happened to see the hunting dog that was losing her temper not far away. He thought about it. If he directly interfered with "violent means", it might have some bad consequences - it's like

A person who is sleepwalking awakens, and he may enter a brief state of mental disorder. The current dream world is much more real than ordinary nightmares. Ke Lan dares not guarantee it, so he will directly

Will the "wake up" of the hound have some unpredictable consequences?

It would be better to follow the development of the dream first and find a way to help the hunting dog get rid of this dilemma. Perhaps the hunting dog will wake up by itself... If it really doesn't work, then use brute force cracking methods-

"Colonel, it really doesn't work. Let's find a way to break through." Ke Lan turned around and said to the hunting dog as a "personal guard".

But what he didn't expect was that the hunting dog, who was still in a state of anger, suddenly grabbed his arm as if he had changed his body, with a blue face and asked in a deep voice: "Who are you?"

"I...I am..." Ke Lan subconsciously lowered her head to see the dog tag hanging around her neck, but the hunting dog poker first reached out and pulled the dog tag off.

He used a lot of force, and the edge of the metal dog brand even cut the skin of the palm, but the hound seemed to not feel any pain at all.

"Answer my question." The hound spoke again.

"Colonel, those bugs are about to break through our defense..."

"That doesn't matter. I just want to know who you are...or, what are you?" The Hound pulled out his pistol and pressed it on Ke Lan's head. "You are not Gates, Gates won't do this.

Talking to me...and I won't say such a sentence to me at this time."

The hound's words were filled with hatred and murderous intent: "So, tell me, what exactly are you... why did it appear in my dream?"

"You... do you know this is a dream? Are you awake?!" Ke Lan looked at the hound in surprise. Although the hound did not answer immediately, Ke Lan already knew the answer from the other party's eyes.

"... Of course I know... Although I have been troubled by this nightmare for more than ten years, it is also thanks to this that I know all the details of this dream clearly. I know what every character will be in

What time says and what you do... And you are as conspicuous as a drop of black ink splashing on white paper... It's so abrupt."

"I'm Ke Lan."

"What did you say?"

"Believe it or not, I am Ke Lan!" Ke Lan looked at him in front of the hunting dog's gaze.

"I don't believe it." The hound shook his head vigorously, but let go of his hand. "Reason told me that Ke Lan could not appear here, but Reason also told me that in the dream, Reason is just a fucking thing

!”

"No matter if you are Ke Lan or something else, I'll just think you are Ke Lan." As the hunting dog said, spitting on the ground, "Bah——Anyway, this is just a dream,

At worst, I can go crazy... Maybe, when I died here with these little bastards, it would be a relief."

Ke Lan: "..."

"Okay, just think you are Ke Lan, tell me how you came into my dream." The hound turned around, took out two bottles of soda from the supply box beside him, and put the bottle in the mouth.

As soon as the edge of the box mouth was knocked, the bottle cap collapsed and flew out.

He handed one of the bottles of soda to Ke Lan and said, "Drinking alcoholic beverages is prohibited during the march. This is the only thing, so I will drink it."

Ke Lan looked at the soda bottle in his hand. The bottle was stained with some blood that had already solidified. Bubbles were emerging from the dark brown liquid in the dock. He just raised the bottle and flew from nowhere.

The steel fragments streaked past his arm armor, just shattering the soda bottle in his hand.

"What a pity, this is the last bottle." The hound said without changing his face. The fragment was less than twenty centimeters away from him, and he almost could cut his throat.

Not far away, more than a dozen "worker ants" rushed over and knocked over a soldier who had completely exhausted his strength. Countless sharp arthropods stabbed in along the gaps of the power armor, tearing the soldier's body apart and chopping it up.

...

The hunting dog looked blind, tilted his head and drank the soda in the bottle in big mouthfuls.

Ke Lan glanced at the soda bottle with only the upper half in her hand, threw it aside helplessly, and roughly told her what she encountered in the dream world.

"It seems that our situation is similar. The only difference is that you can control your dreams at will, but I can't." The hound threw the empty bottle out of the wall. "If possible, I really want it.

Create a fleet and directly crush the bugs."

"But, since you know that this is a dream, why... you still looked completely immersed in it just now?" Ke Lan asked the doubts in his heart.

"I'm just...ah." The hound sighed, "I just want to try to change the end of that day, even if it's just in a dream... I want to know if there is a better combat plan,

Can you let more people go back alive...even if there is only one more person..."

He squatted down, looked at the gradually collapsed defense line and said, "I treat this nightmare as a sand table, simulated the battle that day over and over again... I finally found that I can't change anything... Even in a dream

, I can't change anything..."

The hound's tone was extremely depressed. He clenched his fists tightly, and even his fingernails were cut into the flesh in his palm.

"It's already happened. Even if you eliminate all these armored beasts in your dream, the dead will not come back." Ke Lan said, "It's better to think about how to get out of this dream world.

Go out...this is the top priority."

"Didn't you say you can control your dreams at will? Why? Are you trapped here too?" The hound raised his head and looked at Ke Lan in Gates' image with some confusion.

"I forgot to tell you that I can do anything in my own dream, but there are only two things that cannot be done - one is to find anything related to you, and the other is to wake up completely from this dream."

"It's clear that consciousness is awake, but I just can't get rid of this nightmare... It seems that those crazy ruin hunters are the same as ours." The hunting dog said, "but why did you run into my dreamland

Come inside? Just because you...'think for a moment'?"

"I don't know much, I guess, maybe it was because of the mental attack that connected the dream worlds of several of us... It is precisely for this reason that in my own dream, everything related to you is related to you.

Nothing can exist. I think that in your dreams, things related to me cannot appear..."

"Then you... are right now. You are that guy Gates now, not Ke Lan..."

"However, on the other hand, following this clue, I inferred two news, one good news and the other bad news."

"Don't let me choose which one to listen first, just talk together." The hound waved his hand.
Chapter completed!