Looking at the time on the holographic projection in front of him, the commander of the special forces sneered and said: "Okay! Gentlemen! We are leaving this place full of sin!"
He turned around and walked towards the spaceship that was about to carry them away not far away, leaving behind a shadow of the world: "Let these people who betrayed the empire accept the trial of the empire!"
"Start filling the battlefield!" Following his order, the other two transport spacecraft opened their hatches, revealing the densely packed cargo inside.
The next second, a serious command sounded: "Release the puppet battle robot!"
With this order, all the cargo piled in the spacecraft cabin began to move. These huddled robots began to be pushed out of the spacecraft cargo hold, and then placed on the ground.
With uniform movements, these puppet robots began to stretch their bodies, stand up, and took out their weapons from behind.
Inside the two spaceships, four special vehicles were also unloaded. They began to raise the loaded boxes behind them amidst the sound of motors, aiming them in all directions.
"Use mine-laying missiles!" Another command sounded, and missiles flew out one after another from the boxes on these vehicles, flying into the distance with the roar of their engines.
In the sky above the hole-riddled positions littered with corpses, these missile bodies shattered, spreading countless mines throughout the battlefield.
"Let the robots take over the battlefield. The air defense interception missile systems on the two spare spaceships are activated! Everyone board the ship! Board the ship!" Standing at the entrance to the side of the spacecraft, the commander took one last look at the world and ordered in a calm tone.
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Beside him, there were already special forces soldiers carrying weapons and starting to board the ship, and the released robots quickly took over the positions of the special forces soldiers.
In another direction, a rebel commander put down his telescope and said: "The other party's firepower has weakened..."
Another rebel officer standing next to him spoke out another possibility: "It's probably a trap! Sir!"
It can be seen that he has been frightened by the special forces of the Airan Hill Empire, so he does not dare to attack easily.
In fact, these soldiers who betrayed the Eilanhir Empire were not as courageous as they imagined. They were greedy for life and afraid of death. They were selfish, but they did not have heroic qualities.
Since these people can betray under coercion and inducement, they can naturally hesitate to move forward when the situation is unfavorable.
The angry commander yelled: "Impossible! They must be retreating! Attack immediately! This is an order!"
At his level, he can understand the orders of some people above him, so he knows that keeping these enemies and treating them as hostages is their only way to survive now.
Even if they open another Cambridge now, it is already too late for all of them to leave the planet. It is impossible for the remnants of the Heavenly Sword Divine Sect to make another mistake and let suspicious rebel personnel go to another of their worlds to leak coordinates.
Therefore, it is impossible for everyone to have a chance to leave this time. Under this premise, the only way to gain a chance for yourself is to retain the enemy in front of you.
It is a pity that his men obviously do not have such awareness: in other words, his men have completely lost the will to fight.
For these grassroots soldiers, facing the heavy armored grenadiers in the powered mecha worn by Alan Hill is also a dead end.
Since they are all dead ends, there is still a difference between dying immediately and dying later. Therefore, these rebel soldiers are obviously more willing to obey orders to attack.
This is why the rebels' command and dispatch is obviously slower, not even as good as the defeated soldiers of the Heavenly Sword Shen Sect.
"Sir! If it's an enemy trap, we will suffer heavy losses..." The young officer said with a sad face, "Brothers don't want to die!"
"Preventing them from leaving is what we must do! Don't be afraid of death! Only by keeping them can we continue to live!" After hearing his words, the leading commander became even more impatient. However, he still explained that he hoped that the other party
Able to execute commands.
He didn't want to waste time in a place like this, because it looked like the fighter plane was about to be missed.
By the time the opponent's spacecraft takes off, it may be too late. The rebels don't have any decent air force, and they really don't have any advanced fighter jets that can intercept spaceships.
It is unrealistic to expect anti-aircraft missiles, because 80% of the opponents also have anti-aircraft missiles to intercept them!
What's more, what they want is hostages. If they really kill these people, blow up the spaceship, and kill everyone, then the commander of the Airan Hill Empire will no longer use the trap, and the result will not be good for them trapped on the surface of the planet.
Where to go.
After hearing his commander's order, the young officer continued to cry sadly and shouted loudly: "But, under the current circumstances, we will die if we go up!"
"Bang!" He pulled out his weapon from his waist and shot the young officer in the chest. The rebel commander waved his arms and asked hysterically: "Okay! Now, who dares to question me?
Order?"
After that, he looked at another trembling subordinate, pointed his gun at the corpse on the ground and said: "He is dead! Come and replace him! Take all his soldiers and attack!"
The young officer swallowed, then stood at attention firmly and replied: "Yes! Sir!"
Satisfied with this answer, the rebel commander's face looked a little better. He inserted his pistol back into his waist. Before he could say a few words of praise, he saw the subordinate pull out his pistol from his waist.
Subconsciously, the leading rebel officer touched his waist again, but the other party did not give him a chance to draw his gun.
"Bang!" A gunshot echoed in the sky. The young officer held a pistol with a smoking muzzle in his hand and looked at his boss who had just been shot with a pale face.
"You!" Holding his stomach, the rebel commander pointed his finger at his subordinate, with unwillingness and anger written on his face: "You idiot... do you know what you are doing..."
"I'm sorry! Sir! I don't want to die!" The young officer shook his head and defended himself.
"No!" The officer covered the hole in his body with one hand, and stretched out his other hand to make a stop gesture: "Don't shoot!"
Unfortunately, the subordinate on the opposite side ignored his plea for mercy. He pointed at his superior again and pulled the trigger: "Bang!"