Starting from the Planetary Governor

When Gu Hang received the message, the battle was already over.

Setting out early in the morning, the First Battalion of the Extinguishing Wind Regiment, under the command of Perbov, pushed forward rapidly and soon discovered the group of Green Skins that were still embroiled in internal strife, making no attempt whatsoever to conceal their tracks.

They appeared to be divided into several factions, fighting among themselves ceaselessly.

Perbov was in no rush to provoke them.

There was no need. With the Green Skins fighting so fiercely among themselves, it was better to let them continue—ideally, to have them all perish would be best. He would not be foolish enough to throw the lives of his soldiers into a battle while he could watch the enemy destroy each other.

He passed the message backward and dispatched a few action teams to search for traces of the missing special operations team, while the main force remained at a distance, patiently monitoring the situation.

After a few hours, the second and third battalions had also arrived.

Having gathered three composite camps, or nearly two thousand men, and watching as the Green Skins were on the verge of finishing their fight, with a leader about to emerge, and some orc youth even attempting to flee in all directions, Perbov chose to act.

He did not want to let any of the surviving Green Skins escape and add to the difficulty of subsequent mop-up operations.

Before taking action, Perbov requested artillery support from the rear.

If it had been any earlier, the artillery would truly have been of no help to them. They had only just attached the towed artillery to trucks and reached the predetermined shelling position by late last night.

As a result, early this morning and without a moment to catch their breath, they received his request for artillery support.

Shell supplies were low, and the artillery brothers were exhausted. At that moment, only about twenty guns could be spared, firing five rounds each to deliver a hundred shells in total. Enjoy new stories from m-v l'e|m,p| y r

But that was enough.

The Green Skins, who had just been brawling, had no time whatsoever to set up anti-artillery positions and were bombarded into disarray.

After the shelling, the mechanized three composite camps began their fierce charge.

Perbov's camp took the lead, with the second and third camps flanking from the left and the right.

With numerical superiority and completely mechanized teams, except for the artillery troops left behind at the joint artillery position, they had tanks, armored vehicles, and infantry transported by trucks, giving them formidable overall combat power.

In contrast, the Green Skins initially numbered only about a thousand, with many dead after their internal fighting. The most threatening of them, the killer can walking mechas, were destroyed in great numbers both during their own fighting and under the artillery barrage.

The remaining ones, when facing tanks and armored vehicles, still posed a threat but became the primary targets for concentrated fire.

Fortunately, the killer cans were different from the powerful Death Tin Cans or even the defense capabilities of the Heavy-Armored Orc Warlord, which could match the strength of the Interstellar Warrior Powered Armor.

The smaller and much thinner killer cans, when facing the concentrated fire of at least ten or more twin-barreled machine guns, experienced continuous deformation of their metal armor until it was eventually penetrated and torn apart.

Besides the machine guns on the armored vehicles, the 76mm smoothbore guns on the domestically produced Challenger tanks, in coordination with the machine guns on the Walkers, could deliver significant damage to the killer cans with a single shot.

If they had unified command and sufficient armored strength, relying on the formidable physique of the Green Skin Orcs, they might have had a chance to break out.

But clearly, they did not.

Green Skins do not surrender, but they will run, charge mindlessly, and fight independently…

Annihilating this group of Green Skin Orcs was not a problem.

Casualties were inevitable, but this was likely the last organized troop of Green Skin Orcs.

This was the final battle before victory.

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After the battle was over and the battlefield was being cleared, Major Perbov received word from the special operations team he had sent out to search.

They had found the interstellar warriors.

The commander of the Phoenix Battle Group requested to see the commanding officer here.

And so, Major Perbov met the stern-faced Matins.

The two did not converse much, Matins simply informed Major Perbov about the underground space where they had been hiding before.

Previously, Matins had ordered a few soldiers from the Storm Corps to thoroughly investigate the area. The initial intention was to find other exits to prepare escape routes and avoid being ambushed. However, what the Storm Corps soldiers found was unexpected.

It turned out to be a research institute, conducting biological research from the prosperous era before the destruction of Rage Owl Star. The data contained within might reveal the origins of the rapidly developing green skin orcs found within the ruins of the high tower.

However, since their main focus at the time had been on the battle, they did not delve deeper into exploration. Matins suggested that Major Perbov should take good care of and protect the site for future exploration.

After presenting this information, Matins left with his four brothers, including the bodies of two fallen comrades, requesting a troop transport truck to depart.

Two interstellar warriors, together with the two bodies, headed for Revival City.

They had completed their mission, and it was time to leave.

Matins, on the other hand, went straight to the rear to find Mr. Gu.

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Gu Hang encountered Matins on his way to the wartime research institute.

He had already received information in advance and roughly knew what had happened, especially about the two interstellar warriors who had died.

To be honest, this was not what Gu Hang wanted to see.

He had previously thought about waiting until all the interstellar warriors were dead, then, using the event of the "Phoenix's demise" which granted him the ability to exchange for gene seeds, to mass-produce his own super-soldiers.

But regardless of whether this action was despicable, one shouldn't do it now.

Not to mention the considerable expenditure of grace points, he hadn't found a place to buy powered armor yet.

He had already felt the significance of super-soldiers like the interstellar warriors in the war. Furthermore, the Phoenix Battle Group led by Matins had always cooperated quite well with him. They had never shirked from the tasks he issued and got straight to work.

Wasn't that good enough? Gu Hang certainly did not wish for them all to die.

Even the loss of two of them pained him, just like losing two of his own elite men.

Upon meeting Matins, he offered his condolences to the group commander who had lost his brothers and then expressed that if anything was needed subsequently, he should speak up. For instance, the equipment suitable for gene seed surgery had already been ordered through others.

This was not to deceive Matins; in fact, Gu Hang had indeed contacted a caravan of the Empire Commerce Guild through Yelisia. That caravan had agreed to slightly alter their trade route to pass through Rage Owl Star and was expected to arrive before too long.

However, even after hearing Gu Hang speak thus, Matins's expression did not improve much.

Since coming to find Mr. Gu, he had already planned to be frank about everything.

"Governor, about that secret research institute... what's with those black boxes?"

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Came back from overtime at ten o'clock... For today, let's leave it at this, I'll try to stay up a little longer at night to get back to a stable noon update schedule.

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