Galactic Conflict: I Restore the Glory of Humanity

Above the sky, groups of soldiers streaked across the sky like meteors. They formed tight teams and quickly launched an assault on the ground battlefield.

"It's the soldiers of the Human Empire! They are breaking through our defenses!" The coalition soldiers looked at the imperial army in the sky in horror, as if they saw the end of the world coming.

They woke up from their dream and started to fight back, but it was too late.

"Bang!" A loud noise was heard, and a coalition soldier who had just raised his gun to aim was instantly torn to pieces by a bullet fired from a grenade launcher in the hands of an imperial officer. His upper body turned into a pool of bright red blood mist in an instant.

The officer flexibly used the dense woods on the ground as cover, and the moment he landed on the ground, he quickly killed several Allied soldiers who tried to approach him.

"Spread out! Charge!" Andreas raised a laser rifle in his hand and aimed the muzzle accurately at several coalition soldiers who were trying to climb onto the armored vehicle.

As a dazzling red light spurted out from the muzzle, the coalition soldiers rolled off the armored vehicles like squirrels that had been shot, and the whole scene was in chaos.

"Occupy the commanding heights! Don't let the enemy launch their tanks!"

While giving orders, Andreas pointed his sharp bayonet at the enemy closest to him.

He manipulated the bayonet skillfully, easily cutting through the Union soldier's armor, and quickly thrust the bayonet into the opponent's body again and again.

More and more Allied soldiers fell under the bayonets of the Skeleton Corps soldiers, and their fighting morale suffered a great blow.

The soldiers of the Skeleton Corps demonstrated tenacious fighting power and fearless courage, making the enemy feel unprecedented pressure.

Although there were still casualties on the Empire side, the soldiers wearing the skull emblem were not afraid of death and resolutely chased the remnants of the coalition forces in the snow.

When the bullets ran out, they used their fists, teeth and any other weapons they could use without hesitation, and were even willing to sacrifice their own lives to die together with the enemy.

"Boom boom boom boom!!!"

With a deafening roar, a Leman Russ tank slowly drove out of the bushes. Its huge body rolled over the snow, raising a cloud of white snow.

A soldier armed with a blaster nimbly climbed onto the top of the tank, his eyes cold and ruthless, as if he was looking for prey.

The soldier skillfully pointed his gun at the fleeing coalition soldiers on the ground, his finger firmly on the trigger.

His movements were smooth and natural, as if he was already accustomed to this kind of killing.

Every time the soldier pulled the trigger, there was a crisp gunshot, and a beam of blasting energy whizzed out and hit the target accurately.

The coalition soldiers were terrified and ran desperately, but they could not escape the deadly bullets.

The soldier was like carrying out a bloody execution, with each bullet taking a life.

What is even more surprising is that no one noticed the enemy who was attacking their friendly forces. They were all scattered to avoid the attacks of the imperial soldiers. Who had the mind to fight back?

"boom!"

Unfortunately, a coalition soldier was hit in the head by the soldier's blaster rifle. Blood splattered everywhere and then the body fell into the cold snow.

"Is everything cleaned up?"

Andreas stared indifferently at the snow in front of him that was stained red with the blood of the enemy. He asked the soldier beside him expressionlessly.

The soldiers stood in a row silently, their eyes firm and serious, their weapons tightly grasped in their hands.

"Yes, sir," one soldier replied.

"Very good, you did a good job." Andreas nodded slightly to show his satisfaction.

"Keep moving forward until the enemy is completely surrounded and annihilated!" Andreas continued to give the order in a low and powerful voice.

The soldiers responded in unison: "Understood!" Then they moved quickly and in an orderly manner.

Andreas shouldered his gun again and moved forward with the soldiers.

They crossed the snow and attacked the enemy ahead.

"Sir, the enemy has been cleared." A soldier reported to Andreas.

"Keep moving forward! Don't give the enemy a chance to breathe!" Andreas waved his weapon and encouraged the soldiers.

They chased along the bloodstained snow, and one enemy after another fell under the soldiers' guns.

"Run! Run! The imperial soldiers are behind us!" The terrified cries echoed through the dense jungle, as if the bells of death were ringing in their ears.

"Bang! Bang! Bang!" With the sound of gunshots, countless birds in the forest were startled.

"I am human! I am not a Kamigawa-type! I am a human..." A coalition soldier dropped his weapon and tried to prove his identity, but the only response he got was ruthless bullets.

"Bang, bang, bang!!!" Another burst of dense gunfire, and the soldier instantly fell in a pool of blood.

"I am not a soldier of the Sotai Empire, I am a human being, I am willing to surrender..." Another coalition soldier raised his hands to express his surrender, but his fate was equally tragic.

"Don't kill me! Don't kill me! I have a family! I have parents to support..." The last coalition soldier knelt on the ground, begging for a chance to live with tears on his face, but what greeted him was still the cold muzzle of a gun.

The cries for mercy and the sounds of crying mixed together in the woods sounded particularly desolate.

Dozens of imperial soldiers carried out their tasks ruthlessly, executing the fleeing enemies mercilessly.

"Well done, it looks like these guys are almost dead." Andreas raised the corners of his mouth slightly, revealing a smug smile.

He was chewing a special chocolate bar issued by the Military Affairs Department, staring at the scene happening in front of him, feeling a sense of accomplishment in his heart.

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"What's the situation on the battlefield?" Dietrich walked into the temporary command post on the front line and asked with concern.

At this time, the blizzard had begun to weaken, which was a perfect time to attack.

"Sir, our front-line operations are progressing smoothly and the enemy is showing signs of defeat." An officer reported to Dietrich.

Dietrich smiled and nodded, with a hint of joy in his eyes.

"Very good, keep up the offensive and don't give the enemy any chance to breathe." Dietrich ordered.

The officers all said they would obey and immediately conveyed Dietrich's instructions. On the battlefield, the sounds of gunfire, explosions and shouting intertwined, forming a fierce battle scene.

Dietrich sat quietly in the command room, learning about the battle situation on various fronts through communication equipment. He prayed in his heart that this battle would be a complete success.