The Emperor’s Angel of Death

Vera-3 is not just a jungle. In fact, there are many rivers and drier plateaus between different jungles.

In order to be able to expand the scope of reconnaissance and early warning, Almin decided to lead the team to a higher place.

"Understood, sir."

Armin said to the communicator:

"We will continue to scout the enemy's actions."

When the recruit company commander turned off his communicator, Bahram was waiting expectantly, and then Armin in silver-gray armor walked slowly across the grass to the waiting recruit team.

"Any new order for us?"

Haomo asked with some excitement. The last time he fought with Greenskins, in his words, it was-he couldn't even warm up.

"No, we will continue to patrol the perimeter of the battlefield. The captain has just wiped out a large group of greenskins, but there may still be some wandering greenskin troops moving towards the jungle canyon nearby."

"But.... We haven't encountered a green skin for half an hour."

"Don't you think this is an excellent opportunity to test your reconnaissance skills? When you become official combat brothers, you must obey discipline to perform some tedious but necessary tasks. Maybe you are more willing to perform. Something else, a more glorious order?"

Almin glared at Hamore.

"Remember, recruits, orders are not interpreted! They need to be followed, remember this."

They traveled all the way from the rainforest to the dry land on the east side. The rocky highlands gave way to a gentle **** at the bottom of the dormant volcano. The recruits followed the road to higher elevations, passing through many gravel beaches on the way.

Low-hanging clouds passed over the mountainside, covering everything with the color of a slate.

Bachram could even hear the chirping of birds and the rustling of other animals foraging, and the sound of insects humming through the top of the grass-even Astarte was often surprised at it for so long. Own keen senses.

There are often short-term westerly winds blowing gently, and on the leeward side of the rock, thorny bushes grow irregularly there.

From time to time, he could smell a smell that was dissipating in the air, and the corpses that had lost their fangs and claws for survival were decaying.

The edges of the road are littered with debris left by the green skin: piles of manure, abandoned bones and food residues, broken teeth, rotten leather, and various other tatters of unknown origin and purpose.

In a sense, the road itself is a scar left by the green skin—heavy footprints and the trajectory of the beast's hoof make the surface covered with pits, and even cause collapse in some places.

The smell of green skin is everywhere here, which can't disperse in the air for a long time, rushes into the nasal cavity, and sticks clothes on.

Suddenly, Armin smelled something stinking in the distance, so he waved his hand to let the recruits leave the road and head north, looking for the source of the smell.

"Report to the company commander, there is a discovery!"

A few hundred meters from the broad-grained rock, Homo signaled that he had found something.

Oscar and Zod stood on both sides with their sniper rifles on alert, while the others went to investigate the grass.

This place has been trampled by many combat boots, and there is no doubt that a group of green leathers have passed by here.

In the next few minutes, Almin found a green-skinned corpse, lying face down on the grass, insects buzzing around it.

Except for a few pieces of leather, the corpse has been stripped. In addition to various tattoos on the bare skin of the arms and back, there are more than a dozen **** wounds. It seems that this green skin has been attacked by many enemies.

"stinky."

Armin turned the alien over with his feet in disgust, and a stench instantly gushed from its chest and abdomen, making the recruits turned around in disgust.

"Look at this!"

Armin sternly said, the recruits obeyed the order while covering their mouth and nose with their hands.

"What did you see?"

The recruits hesitated to surround the corpse.

"It's dead."

Haomo spoke boldly.

"Are you sure?"

Armin glared at him and asked.

"Yes, although the vitality of the green skin is very tough, this one has already begun to fester. The investigation report on alien biology says... the living green skin wounds will not be infected. There is something in their blood. These things can prevent gangrene and other blood poisonings. They can even expose wounds directly to strong radiation. This makes them one of the reasons why they are such dangerous enemies. They can survive in almost any environment without worrying about injury."

"well."

Armin looked at the others again.

"anything else?"

"Its teeth are missing."

Robin spoke. The recruit bent down and approached the creature's face and opened its lips, exposing bare gums.

"Not even a tooth is left."

"Then who took the tooth?"

"Greenskins have no economy and no currency concept, but they still have trading behaviors. In addition to bartering, their most commonly used equivalent is teeth."

Robin answered calmly.

"And all the weapons on it were stripped, and it looked like it was killed, not plundered after it fell and died."

"There is a strange substance on the wound."

Bachram went on to say that he took out a short knife and scraped a layer of material from the wound on the green skin chest, and the white fibrous substance immediately stuck to the blade.

"spore."

Armin nodded approving Bachram's discovery.

"You will find it in all the dead green skin system creatures, whether they are two-legged or four-legged creatures. Once these spores infiltrate the earth, there will be hundreds of times more green skin in the coming year. This is Green skin can be the real cause of the galaxy's pollution! So the corpse of green skin must be incinerated to ensure that the spores will not spread!

"Are these spores tissue cells of green skin, or reproductive matter similar to plant pollen?"

A recruit questioned.

But Almin didn't answer, but looked at the winding road through the trampled grass.

It may be greenskins, or a group of orcs, wandering behind and then attacked.

After the robbery was over, ~www.readwn.com~ the survivors returned to the large army, which may contain some important significance.

"Continue to patrol east, we have to follow this road until dark."

"What do these spores do, company commander?"

When the team passed through an uneven waist-length grass, the recruits asked again.

"I don't know, I am not a biological sage."

Armin replied impatiently.

"But one thing is certain. Aliens have a variety of ways to reproduce. It is always necessary to eradicate the traces of their existence after victory: their corpses, their buildings, their weapons, their Culture! Only by completely destroying these, will it not bring regrets to the future, do you understand?"

"understand!"

The recruit immediately looked at the dead green skin in disgust.

When the clouds covered the sun, their team set off again.