Starting from the Planetary Governor - Chapter 162

162. Chapter 162, The Meaning of Life

Lacroxia is thinking about an important question: What is the value of life?

He didn’t think about this bullshit question before. When he was wandering with the tribe in his early years, he thought about how to eat more and not go hungry. Later, he became an adventurer for food. After that, he became an adventurer for food.

Later, all the brothers from the same wandering tribe died. He joined the beast-killing group. He could eat enough food, but his goal became to fight the greenskins and avenge the brothers who had fought side by side.

Later, the people above didn’t know what to say, and he changed from an adventurer to a regular army unit under the governor, with a military rank and a unit number.

But he didn’t care much about it, and even supported it.

He could eat more food, and the governor also gave him equipment and weapons, which were much more sophisticated than the garbage he used when he was an adventurer. In addition, there were cannons and heavy equipment such as armored vehicles from other friendly forces to provide them with support. This will obviously greatly increase their efficiency in eliminating greenskins.

So what’s there to be unhappy about?

Support, ten thousand supports!

Some time ago, the greenskins in the ruins of the tower were wiped out.

According to the officers above, in order to prevent these greenskins from multiplying, it is necessary to ensure that all areas of the ruins of the tower are burned with flames.

Sometimes he wondered if the waste energy storms that often blow up in the ruins of the tower could replace the fire?

But even if that is ignored, the big problem has been solved. Even if there are occasional greenskins regenerated, the number will not be too large at once, so they can just be eliminated and burned again.

Just as he and his comrades were chatting with each other, wondering whether their performance this time was enough to regain the title of “Beast Slaughter Group” that originally belonged to them from the Governor, a new mission was issued.

They had to take a transport spacecraft and enter a starship docked in the planet’s orbit to perform a mission.

When they heard this mission, Lacrosha and his comrades were stunned.

Is this going to heaven?

He had looked up at the starry sky countless times, but he had never thought that one day he would be able to leave the surface of the earth and fight in the starry sky.

They were inexplicably excited.

Although they could think that it might be a very dangerous thing, when they got on the spaceship and looked at the outside getting farther and farther away from the ground, so that they jumped out of the atmosphere and looked down from a distance, they could almost see the whole picture of the entire planet. The originally boundless earth turned into an arc, and then turned into a planet mixed with earth yellow and gray blue. He still felt a huge sense of shock.

It turned out that this was the world we live in.

This is the angry star where our ancestors have lived for generations.

It was even difficult for him to describe the touch in his heart. His comrades-in-arms might have the same mentality. The comrades-in-arms who were still chatting with each other were all silent at this moment.

The transport spaceship carrying their group slowly approached the super-huge steel creation hovering in the void.

A hatch opened, and the transport spaceship entered it, and then the hatch closed, and it seemed that gas was filled in. Another door opened, and the spaceship went inside again, and there was a huge place similar to an airport.

At multiple exits, transport ships entered one after another, the hatches opened, and teams of soldiers walked down.

Soon, he had no time to watch, and the hatch of the transport ship he was in also opened. Their entire company walked down and followed the instructions of the ground crew waiting below, walking all the way inside and entering the Marine Corps camp. The

temporary residence allocated to them was very crowded. Their entire class was squeezed into a narrow space of several square meters. There were four groups of beds here, with each group of two tightly together, leaving an aisle of about 40 centimeters in the middle. Each group of beds had three layers above and below, and theoretically could sleep a total of twelve people.

There were also two beds available for us to put our things…

That’s what they complained about.

There was a cafeteria for meals, and the food was completely synthetic starch. It was said that it would be very greasy if eaten for a long time, but at least they felt it was okay now, as long as they could eat enough. Maybe they would really get tired of it in the future, but would they stay on the starship until then?

However, it is said that there are markets and bars in some places on the starship, where you can have something different, but they have not seen them, and they are not allowed to walk around on the starship. Even these rumors were brought up by some soldiers in the company who were restless and went to chat with the so-called starship marines who also came to the cafeteria to eat but did not like to communicate with them.

Lacroxia was not interested in these. What

he cared about was an idea that came to him after he came to the starry sky on a transport ship and saw the magnificent picture: What is the value of life?

He didn’t know why he was thinking about such boring things, but he had nothing else to do in the narrow and closed cabin during this period.

He thought about it for several days, but he didn’t figure it out.

Until today, scarlet lights were flashing everywhere, and alarms sounded one after another. He and his comrades received orders to leave the cabin where they lived and gather outside.

Everyone was very nervous.

They knew that it seemed that a war had already started. The starship was constantly firing and fighting with the greenskin fleet.

This was different from their past war experiences.

In the past, no matter how powerful the enemy was or how bad their situation was, they fought down to earth with the weapons in their hands. To some extent, life and death were controlled by themselves.

But now, they were so far away from their hometown and the planet that it was said that light would take a long time to fly.

If the naval battle failed, all of them would be buried in this sea of stars.

But soon, their mission was over.

He saw the company commander and the instructor say a few words, and then ordered the whole company to set off.

After walking out for dozens of minutes, he saw with his own eyes that almost all the members of the next platoon were engulfed by flames and debris in a violent explosion. Then, in a daze, he saw a figure rushing over from behind the breach.

He almost subconsciously and instinctively raised his gun and shot there.

Although it was roughly the appearance of a person, Lacroxia was very sure and familiar with it. It was a green skin.

This was indeed the case. His shooting even saved the company commander’s life. With his encouragement, many of his comrades opened fire, and the greenskin was soon killed on the spot under the concentrated fire.

However, more greenskins rushed in, stepping on the still burning flames.

A bloody battle broke out unexpectedly at a very close distance.

There was no heavy firepower, no artillery, no armored vehicles… In the environment inside the starship, it was difficult to deploy these things.

All they had were guns in their hands and a steely will.

As more and more greenskins poured in, they could not even continue shooting, and could only go up to fight with bayonets.

There was almost no room for command art to be exerted in the chaotic fight, and both sides fought bravely with blood. Bayonets, bullets, blood, limbs… These things flew around in this narrow passage.

Lacroxia had nothing in his head, only stabbing movements again and again. His comrades fell one by one, and then one by one came up. He was not in big trouble. Even though his chest was chopped by a greenskin’s machete, the plastic steel bulletproof armor plate saved his life and turned his hand. Regardless of the pain in his ribs, and regardless of being knocked to the ground by the greenskin’s huge force, he stabbed the bayonet fiercely into the neck of the unbalanced greenskin.

Lacroxia, whose face was splattered with blood, pushed the corpse away with force and stood up, gasping for breath.

And this seemed to be the last greenskin, and there were no other living enemies to be seen.

But in this purgatory-like scene, there were only seven people left standing like him.

Lacroxia looked confused.

A company of 120 people… only seven left?

He couldn’t count the number of corpses that filled the corridor, especially some of the corpses were in a mess. He only knew that almost all the people he knew were dead, and the seven in front of him were unfamiliar. They were all covered in blood and looked confused. The

seven people instinctively gathered together, and for a long time, no one dared to speak.

Finally, Lacroxia spoke: “Who is the highest-ranking military officer here?”

He still remembered that during the intervals of the previous surface battles, the company instructor had instilled a lot of military regulations in them. If the team organization is broken up, the surrounding soldiers should gather together spontaneously, with the highest-ranking military officer as the temporary commander.

Now… should it be considered broken up? Or should it be considered destroyed?

“I’m a private…” a timid voice sounded, “I was just assigned to the Third Independent Regiment…”

“I’m also a private…”, “I’m a corporal…”, “I’m a private…”

After listening to the voices around, they were all privates.

Lacroxia touched his head, not knowing what to do now.

There’s not a single officer left, right? What to do?

In a trance, he saw everyone’s eyes looking at him.

He remembered that he hadn’t reported his rank yet: “I… I’m a corporal.”

When he was just reorganized, he was just a private; after fighting the battle of the ruins of the tower, he was considered an old man in the Beast Slaughter Regiment, and he got the rank of corporal during the large-scale awarding of medals. The

corporal means that he has the equivalent of the D1 rank in the city of Fuxing as advertised. The food rations and training allowances added together are enough for him to live a much better life than just food and clothing. If he doesn’t serve in the army in the future, he will be transferred to civilian work at the same level, and his future will be guaranteed. When fighting, combat allowances will also be issued.

He was promoted quickly. In his squad, only the squad leader was a sergeant and the deputy squad leader was a sergeant. He was the only one with a higher rank.

But in general, he was still a small shrimp in the whole company.

As a result, he heard the corporal say: “Well, it seems that you have the highest rank. We all listen to you now.”

Lacroxia was confused.

Me, me, me… I can’t do it? !

But he quickly calmed down.

This is not power, but responsibility, and he cannot shirk it. According to the regulations, he has to shoulder this responsibility.

Taking a deep breath, he seemed to understand the question he had been thinking about before.

I dare not say for the long term, at least his current value is to lead the 2nd Company of the 6th Battalion of the 3rd Independent Regiment, the only seven people left.

The last seedlings of the 362nd Company are all here.

What should we do next?

Their previous mission was to go to the B7752 area to garrison and eliminate all alien enemies that appeared there.

However… the company commander and instructor may know where B7752 is, but how can he, a corporal, know?

Scratching his head, he heard the sound of fighting in the distance.

He called out, “Let’s go over there and see if we can find other friendly forces.”

If there were friendly forces, especially officers, he seemed to be able to relieve himself of his responsibilities.

…

Fully armed, nearly three meters tall, and wearing super heavy armor, Gurney Crazy Fang pushed open the half-rotten hatch and was the first to walk out of the landing ship. What greeted him was the concentrated fire of more than thirty electromagnetic rifles and laser guns.

His armor was clanking, but it did not stop his steps for a moment. He stepped forward with a pair of mechanical thighs, shielding the green-skinned guys behind him from the wind and rain, while leaving space for them to deploy their formations.

In addition, in the process, he raised his left arm. The multiple rocket launcher mounted under the forearm fired a full shell of rockets, blowing up the elite Marines in the platoon in front of him, as well as several who were coming to support him.

The violent explosion even caused some damage to the cabin of the metal tunnel, creating several holes. You can also see the cracked mechanical structure and the group of people being evacuated below the holes.

It seems that there is a gun bay of the “Reflector” interception laser cannon of the “Quinte”.

Kuangya grinned, and his smile was very ferocious.

Is there such a harvest?

He raised his hand again and aimed the rocket launcher downward. The automatic loading structure has already stuffed a new batch of rockets into the cradle, and there are two orc boys carrying large bags, who added more than a dozen rockets into Kuangya’s combat backpack through the entrance of the armor at Kuangya’s buttocks.

The next moment, more than a dozen rockets flew out and hit the independent gun bay below.

The operating gun crew of the “Reflector” had dozens of people, and they were almost written off in an instant. The energy storage device of the Reflector laser cannon also exploded immediately, creating a larger gap in the surrounding area.

The fire wave of the explosion even affected the upper level. Genie Crazy Fang was not affected, but several unlucky green-skinned guys were swept into the explosion and thrown out of the ship.

Without the ship’s life support system and gravity system, those guys who entered the void, even the green-skinned orcs with strong vitality, would have no chance of survival.

But it doesn’t matter, the value of destroying a ship’s gun is much higher than a group of unlucky guys being blown away.

Seeing such a gorgeous explosion happening right in front of them, the surviving guys were very happy.

Crazy Fang also laughed!

He waved back and shouted to the boys to leave the landing cabin quickly, they were going to kill their way in!

As the commander-in-chief of the Iron Tooth Clan’s Tenth Plundering Fleet, he is the leader of the entire fleet. Today he is going to fight in person to completely win the war!

The fleet’s supreme commander personally jumped on board to fight, which was reckless to the point of being stupid, but it was green enough.

(End of this chapter)