I Plunder Endlessly In the Interstellar Age

Huge casualties caused the Uzbek to flee, and now they are the one being surrounded.

The commander also took advantage of the situation and issued an order to retreat. There was no way, the hearts of the people were scattered, and coupled with the lack of troops, it was impossible for them to win.

As the defeated generals of the Wusi League drove away with some intact vehicles, only the Baiyan Society was left on the battlefield.

They did not choose to pursue them. Ammunition for long-term combat was running out, and catching up was of little use.

Chen Han used particles to bombard and stop a night-class chariot that hadn't run far, that's all he could do.

"Win! Win!" Most of the operators cheered each other, while a few wailed while hugging the familiar dead.

Chen Han looked at the battlefield full of corpses, unable to recover from the fighting state for a long time, it seemed that he could smell blood and gunpowder smoke outside through the mecha.

Suddenly he only felt a pain in his head, and the mecha was disconnected. Chen Han quickly got out of the mecha, lay on the ground and vomited profusely, with blood oozing from his nose.

A few minutes later, Chen Han came back and wiped his mouth. He knew that this was the aftereffect of driving the mecha for a long time. It would happen when the mental strength was seriously lacking, and the symptom was relatively mild.

Regardless of cheering like everyone else, Chen Han didn't even have the joy of victory, he got up with hands and feet, came to the mecha that protected him from damage, and knelt beside the seriously injured pilot.

This is a man in his thirties, his face covered with scars and blood can no longer be seen from his previous appearance.

He wasn't dead yet, his body was still twitching, and a small piece of the ground was stained red by the bleeding.

Chen Han really wanted to save people, but he didn't know what to use to plug the wounds that could accommodate his fists.

"I...we won...really..." The man raised his left hand when he saw Chen Han, and opened his mouth with difficulty, bleeding profusely while speaking.

"We won, we won, thanks to you." Chen Han clenched the man's remaining hand a little bit at a loss.

He killed the most people and mechas in this battle, but if there were no men to fight to the death, he would not be able to kill the opponent's Rakshasa, let alone win now, and he would not be able to survive.

The man didn't speak, just grinned, but the **** teeth looked so sad.

"You...why did you block that blow for me..." Chen Han asked a question that he couldn't get the answer after thinking hard.

You must know that they have only fought together for a few hours, and they have never even seen each other's faces.

In this situation, the man actually took his own life to block the missile for him, he had never heard of such a thing in his life.

Not to mention that this is at the border, where people's hearts are unruly.

"I...I want to protect...the camp...but I...can't...only you...can make us...win..." The man seemed so struggling with every word, but he finished.

"You protected the camp, really." With light in his eyes, Chen Han held the man's hand harder, and looked at the man's wound, "Thank you for saving me, but... I don't seem to be able to save you..."

This level of fatal injury is estimated to be the best hospital in Lanyuexing. He can't do anything except watch the man die.

"Cough cough cough..." The man began to cough violently, and blood oozes from the wound every time he coughed.

Ten seconds later, the man seemed to regain some strength: "It's none of your business...you don't have to feel guilty...I'm just protecting...the person I want to protect..."

"What can I do for you?" Chen Han wanted to fulfill the man's last wish, which was the only thing he could do.

But Chen Han could no longer hear the answer, and the man whose blood was almost drained had died.

What he was looking at before he died was the direction of the camp, there should be people he couldn't let go of...

Looking at the unnamed corpse in front of him, Chen Han's eyes were blank, and he still knelt on the ground.

He had killed so many people and seen so many corpses in the past few days, but none of them brought him the shock and deep thought he is now.

He can kill the person who wants him to die, but he can't save the person who wants him to live...

The surrounding operators didn't dare to disturb Chen Han, and even their voices were much quieter.

A few minutes later, Bomen, who had assigned the task of cleaning the battlefield, came over. There was a lot of blood on his body, and he patted Chen Han on the shoulder with a big smile: "Good boy, I knew it was you who came back."

He had heard about Chen Han's performance when he went to rescue the rescue team. Coupled with the strength Chen Han just showed, Bomen felt more and more that he was right to keep Chen Han. This young man is too fierce, and sooner or later he will become a hundred The pillar of the Rock Society.

Chen Han didn't say anything special, stood up slowly from the ground, pointed to the corpse on the ground: "Do you know this man?"

Bomen went up to the front and looked at it carefully before nodding: "Ordinary operator, I forgot his name, he is a pilot, but he is relatively timid and never takes dangerous missions, so I haven't talked to him much. The wife and child are also in the camp, and the child seems to be quite young."

"Huh..." Chen Han closed his eyes and sighed deeply. He seemed to fully understand the man's behavior and what he said before he died.

"What's wrong?" Bomen didn't know what kind of connection Chen Han had with this man.

"General operators die, what will you do to their family members?" Chen Han still did not answer~www.wuxiahere.com~ If the death is due to a mission, no matter what the reason is, the family members of the operator will get a reward after the death of the operator. a pension. "Bomen replied truthfully, "If the family members are in the camp, they can continue to live in the camp and be protected by the camp, and they can leave at any time. "

"Then how much can I get paid for the work I do today?" Chen Han's few questions sounded irrelevant.

"How much do you want? Make an offer and we can talk." Bomen could feel that Chen Han was a little gloomy at this time, afraid of saying the wrong thing, he pushed the question back.

After all, Chen Han not only saved him yesterday, but also saved the camp today. His status in his heart soared, and he wished he could offer it as an ancestor...

"Give as much as you want, but not to me, together with his pension, to his family, you have to hand it over directly." Chen Han pointed to the corpse on the ground, with an extremely serious expression, and talked to Bomen See.

"Okay." Bomen nodded emphatically, Chen Han's eyes made him feel a chill.

Seeing that Chen Han didn't intend to speak, Bomen straightened his cowboy hat, lit a cigar, and said to himself: "In fact, everyone who joined the camp took death seriously, and so did their families. It's the path they chose."

"Don't be too sad, everyone is mortal, he is lying here today, maybe tomorrow it will be you and me."

"You are now the hero who saved the camp. Everyone is looking at you. You are their role model. They need your inspiration."

"You are destined to be a leader in the future, but a good leader should keep sadness at night, not on his face."

Chen Han could feel the sincerity of Bo Men's words, and nodded seriously: "I understand, Boss Boss, but I'm not a hero, those dead brothers are."