The more advanced the warship, the more professional the need is. Want to temporarily place the few mobile forces into the Marine Corps' pit? Don't joke, they are all talents that have been cultivated after finally being trained. Isn't it a waste to send them out to face the aliens?

Besides, the crew has only received the most basic tactical training, and in terms of professionalism, it cannot be compared with the Marine Corps at all!

I really think it's so easy to kill the enemy on the battlefield? A group of two knives entered the colonial ship and it would be nice not to cause trouble for the Marines.

Zhuo Shiqiang grinned, his face full of embarrassment: "Old leader, I am also on orders, so don't be as knowledgeable as me."

Xue Yifei exposed it without hesitation: "What are you seeing? If you weren't for the Marines, you could have come to me to look for you?"

Captain Zhuo was very bachelor and nodded immediately to admit: "You are wise, I know you must be able to hide it from you!"

Lao Xue raised his eyebrows: "Do you think it is useful to flatter me?"

Zhuo Shiqiang smiled awkwardly: "I don't know if it's useful, but I know that you are like me, and you will definitely not be able to watch the landing team fall into the ditch... Chief, if you have anything to say, let's talk about it in detail, the colonial ship can't wait any longer!"

Xue Yifei looked at Zhuo Shiqiang seriously, which made him feel scared, and he could only resist the idea of ​​moving his eyes away.

Lao Xue smiled: "How much equipment do you have?"

Zhuo Shiqiang breathed a sigh of relief: "The land war version has more than 140 sets of power armor, and the warship version has more than 3,000 sets of more than 3,000 sets of... Don't look at me like this. As long as there is a need, I will be the first to take off my armor!"

Xue Yifei grinned: "You should wear this outfit... It's better not to just fill in the numbers!"

"Then how many people can you call?"

"I don't have many acquaintances, so I can call about a dozen people."

Zhuo Shiqiang was discouraged when he heard this. What are the things that more than a dozen people can do?

"What's your expression?" Xue Yifei glared at Captain Zhuo, "We don't have anyone here, aren't there any on the colonial ship? You can get the equipment immediately. A dozen of us escort the equipment on the colonial ship. If you inform them to organize the people, isn't that what happened?"

Zhuo Shi slapped his forehead fiercely: "Yes, why didn't I expect it?"

Xue Yifei kept drawing circles near his temples with his fingers: "If you use your brain more, you will have it."

Zhuo Shiqiang's expression froze. Is this saying that I don't have brains? Right?

The little bit of undercurrent in private is not a big deal. Two people act separately, one organizes equipment and the other organizes personnel.

Old Xue had no intention of going on the battle in person, so he waved his hand to call out Fat Luo. This difficult and glorious task immediately fell on Fat Luo's shoulders.

Old Luo Na felt bad. He was also an airborne soldier. He had no problem with his physical and tactical qualities, but he was so fat that he couldn't wear power armor at all.

As a result, Lao Xue, an unscrupulous guy, caught the strong man and had to help organize the manpower.

Fatty Luo has never hated his fat body as much as he is now. He made up his mind to lose weight from today!

People are ready-made. No matter why they rejected the Storm's call, they are now standing under the mobilization of Fatty Luo. They are all middle-aged, and the number is much larger than they imagined, at least half of the reinforcement company.

Xue Yifei was happy when he saw this. He happened to be short of staff. Since Luo pulled the person out, all of them would be included.

In this way, he brought his most familiar companion with him, and the others were simply handed over to Fatty Luo to command.

It was because Fatty Luo could not wear armor, Lao Xue arranged a very important task for him: to lead the team to send the excess equipment into the colonial ship, and the manpower was already organized there, just waiting for the equipment to be in place.

The preparations were tense and orderly. After a while, Xue Yifei took Chen Yifei and donned Qian and Dazhuang to put on power armor: "Lao Luo, I'll leave it to you here, I'll go over and take a look first!"

Fatty Luo's face turned dark: "The equipment has not been installed yet!"

In order to facilitate transportation equipment, Zhuo Shiqiang had to transfer all the landing craft back, and was carrying it nervously.

Xue Yifei smiled and said, "There is no need for that thing. Brothers, are you all ready?"

"Okay!" The three people responded at the same time.

"Go away!" Xue Yifei was the first to jump out of the cabin, activated the propeller behind him, and flew towards the colonial ship like a torpedo ship out of the bore.

The others immediately followed, and the four men lined up, as if they were a real fighter plane formation.

While several people left the ship, the main gun of the Storm opened fire, and a beam of light teared the void beside the four people, accurately hitting the enemy ship directly in front of them, destroying the fish eyes of the enemy ship's bow.

Although the distance is too far, in the void where there is no one, there is an illusion that the light is around you. It seems that you only need to shift a little bit to completely disappear the four people.

Xue Yifei, who was flying in front, kept adjusting his direction, avoiding the gravel or other things along the way, looking like a tramp and unlucky guy, always swaying without warning.

But the three behind did not dare to be careless at all, and flew according to the trajectory left by Lao Xue, just like an old hen carrying a bunch of chicks behind.

Regardless of whether it looks serious or ridiculous, the four people arrived at the colonial ship without any danger.

It was also a coincidence that when he was about to fly to the ground, the alien warship inserted into the colonial ship escaped several small spacecraft. Xue Yifei guessed that it should be Liu's traffic boat and other things.

These alien traffic boats did not fly away from the battlefield, but rushed towards the colonial ships.

When Lao Xue saw that this was not good, he immediately made a new arrangement: "You guys keep moving forward, I will collect some interest first!" After saying that, he turned around at a high angle and flew straight to the traffic boats.

Chen Yifei wanted to follow, but was pulled by Dazhuang: "Where are you going? Team Xue asked us to go first!"

Comrade Xiao Chen was so depressed that he was not anything else, but that after leaving Lao Xue, he was left with only these two guys, and he felt really unsure.

Xue Yifei ignored the three little ones and rushed towards the enemy boat. He thought he would encounter some blocking or something, but he didn't expect that he would get close to the enemy boat smoothly, and no accident happened.

Without saying a word, he swung his arm and nailed the quilt to the surface of the enemy ship.

Retract the hook rope and approach the enemy boat, throw a multi-purpose grenade at the tail of the boat, and stick it accurately near the tail nozzle.

Let go of the quilt and kick away from the enemy boat. After a few seconds, the grenade exploded on time. The enemy boat lost one thruster, and only one was left to work. Due to uneven thrust, the enemy ship quickly entered a deviant state and kept tilting to the left.

But the aliens were not stupid either. They immediately activated the auxiliary engine, causing the traffic boat to enter a slow spin state, and through the spiral flight trajectory, offsetting the impact of losing the thruster.

These guys have good brains?

How could Lao Xue believe in this evil? He leaned on it without saying a word.
Chapter completed!