The heavens start from Maoshan

Chapter 397 Federal Rescue
night.

It was cold and damp inside the pyramid.

After a day of running around, everyone was already tired and hungry, and they all sat on the ground weakly.

"Sir, eat a little."

Inside the cage.

Tu Xiong came up mysteriously, holding a lizard in his hand: "All the food we brought with us was confiscated. I heard from them that the Zerg seldom give us food, and the lizard is here to make up for it."

Zhang Heng looked up at him, and chose to refuse without a doubt: "You eat, I'm not hungry yet."

"Then I'm welcome."

In fact, Tu Xiong also knew that unless he was really hungry, a citizen like Zhang Heng would definitely not be able to do such a thing as eating lizards raw.

But he had no choice. As a soldier, he wanted to conserve his strength as much as possible.

Even though he is now a prisoner, Tu Xiong has not forgotten his mission, which is to ensure Zhang Heng's safety.

Ok?
Tu Xiong devoured the lizard.

Feeling the fishy smell in his mouth, when he looked up, he happened to see a Zerg warrior walking with a big bag.

Snapped! !

As soon as the Zerg warrior waved his hand, the bag was dropped on the ground.

Zhang Heng looked down.

The bag fell apart, and several cans rolled out.

Step on.
The Zerg warrior turned around and left without any indication.

But Zhang Heng understood that these cans were for him to eat, or that the Zerg commander was afraid that his sacrifice would starve to death. After all, he alone was better than six people, and he seemed to be hungry easily.

"He who really knows me is worried about me."

Zhang Heng was a little dumbfounded.

Do the math.

There are not many cans, seven in total.

Three of them are luncheon meat, packed in 800K, and three of them are five catties.

Two tins of biscuits, two catties, the packaging is still chocolate.

There are also two canned fruits. For Zhang Heng, he doesn't like to eat canned fruits, but he likes to drink the soup inside.

"There are few things, so I won't divide them down."

"Zhang Yan, Zhang Yu, call your mother, and a few uncles from the Special Forces to come over for something to eat."

Sitting on the stone steps, Zhang Heng said while looking at Tu Xiong: "Captain Tu, do you want to eat more?"

"No, no."

Tu Xiong's face turned dark, but his attitude was quite firm: "This kind of canned food has a serious loss of calories, which is far worse than my lizard."

Zhang Heng shook his head slightly.

That's how people are, they want to save face and suffer.

Zhang Heng could see Tu Xiong's stubbornness and camouflage, but he didn't point it out, but whispered: "Rest well after eating, there may be changes in the middle of the night."

Tu Xiong froze for a moment.

There was no rebuttal, just a slight nod.

quiet.
The rustling sound of eating disturbed the tranquility of the night.

Zhang Heng didn't look back.

But he could hear the sound of swallowing saliva coming from behind.

He knew that the residents in the gathering place were also very hungry, but now was not the time to be kind.

There is only so much food, but there is a relationship between people.

Say poor.

Those who are dead are pitiful, and who can sympathize with who is alive.

After midnight.
boom! !

There was a thunderclap on the ground.

broke the tranquility of the night.

Zhang Heng opened his eyes suddenly, and at the same time, Tu Xiong and the others also raised their heads.

The layman looks at the excitement and the insider looks at the doorway.

Listen for a while.

Tu Xiong was both excited and whispered in disbelief: "It's the sound of the vortex ET engine breaking through the air!"

The vortex ET engine is the fourth-generation multi-recurve engine of the Federation, and it is mostly equipped on small and medium-sized space battleships.

As a member of the Special Forces, Tu Xiong quickly recognized the voice of the Federation Fleet, hurried to Zhang Heng and whispered: "Sir, the Federation is here, we are saved."

Zhang Heng waved his hand lightly, signaling Tu Xiong to be quiet.

After being reminded like this, Tu Xiong quickly understood that this was the nest of the Zerg. Now that the federal fleet arrived, it was hard to tell whether what was waiting for them was rescue or the killing of the Zerg.

The others also thought of this, and looked up at the throne one after another.

into the eye.

Queen Sadha also woke up.

Its plump body writhed uncomfortably on the high platform, and soon there were light beetle tribes walking in groups, carrying the queen to the ground.

"Fortunately."

Seeing the queen running away, Zhang Heng nodded slightly.

Queen Sadha is, after all, a newborn queen.

She doesn't have much experience as a queen, and she doesn't have the will to remain in danger.

Seeing the federal fleet come to kill.

The queen retreated immediately, and the Zerg race in the pyramid was also polarized. Some rushed to the outside to meet the enemy, and some protected the queen and retreated into the tunnel, ignoring Zhang Heng's meat tickets. This is undoubtedly good news.

boom! !

Almost half a cup of tea.

With a bang, a corner of the pyramid was destroyed.

next second.

Accompanied by the heat wave, a three-meter-high, golden-red armor, like Iron Man Tony Stark's anti-Hulk armor in (Avengers 2), appeared in front of everyone.

Unlike exoskeleton armor.

This is a real small combat mech, with many laser weapons on its body, an energy tower shield on its hands, and a huge laser battle axe.

"Psychic fluctuations!"

With the appearance of the mecha, Zhang Heng soon felt a sweeping mental wave.

He thought of the so-called overclocking state of Mecha Warrior.

It is said that every mecha warrior can multiply the combat ability of the mecha.

Therefore, a genre has been formed, the mecha stream under the technological system.

of course.

In Zhang Heng's opinion, mech warriors are not so mysterious.

To put it bluntly, it is the spiritual force that communicates with the laws of the universe, thus forming an extension of the earth that you give me a fulcrum and I can pry up.

The so-called overclocking performance of [-]%, [-]%, or even [-]% all comes from this leverage, and it is not mysterious.

Whoosh! !

The Mech Warrior didn't speak.

With a fierce swing of the axe, he cut off the fence where Zhang Heng was.

After doing all this, he drove the mecha towards the tunnel, ignoring others at all.

"It's identification."

"We are members of the ground guard force of Lapu Star, and Mr. Zhang is a third-level citizen."

"In the internal network of Mech Warrior, our identity information must have been verified, and those savages have no identity."

Seeing what the mech warriors did, Tu Xiong quickly became dazed.

After all, in the eyes of federal citizens, savages are not human beings.

This is true for ordinary citizens, and even more so for mech warriors.

Almost every mecha warrior is a citizen above level one. In addition to the special status of mecha warriors, it is difficult for them to see them as the same kind without the authority of citizens above level three.

Zhang Heng guessed.

This mecha warrior, who is driving a golden-red mecha, should have level 2 or 3 citizen authority.

Moreover, he was born as an orthodox citizen, received higher education, and regarded the savages as superior to orangutans and monkeys.

"Let everyone out."

"Then tell them that my previous promise is still valid, and I will even help them rebuild the 7321 gathering place in recognition of their outstanding contributions in the battle against the Zerg."

Zhang Heng gave Tu Xiong some instructions.

As for the other savages, I'm sorry, Zhang Heng is not in the mood to pay attention to them. If they are smart enough, they should go to Huang Ting and discuss joining the 7321 gathering place.

on the contrary.

Anyone who wants to return to a former gathering place, or who doesn't want to join, is unwise.

of course.

There must be such a person.

Because sometimes opportunities are in front of you, and you don't necessarily take them.

Compared with these savages, Zhang Heng is undoubtedly lucky.

This is not.

The front foot was just picked up by the follow-up rescuers, and within two days, something good came to the door.

"Zhang Heng, a third-level citizen, was born in Lapu."

"Studied at the Proxima Military Academy, served in the North Galaxy Fleet, T33 Spaceport, the Logistics Department, served as the second department of the Logistics Department, and the deputy director of the major. Am I right?"

Inside the space dock.

Zhang Heng sat on a chair, facing a middle-aged female commander wearing glasses: "With all due respect, Major Zhang Heng, you really did after retiring from the army."

The middle-aged woman paused slightly, and added: "It's true that I'm a little lax in exercising."

Zhang Heng looked down at his fat body.

He said blankly: "You guessed wrong, I was already so fat when I served in the space port."

silence.

The woman seemed a little surprised and embarrassed: "That's a pity."

Done.

The woman didn't want to talk about this topic anymore, but picked up a form and handed it to Zhang Heng while explaining: "Because the war is tight and more officers are needed, the Federation has launched an order to recall veterans."

"Major Zhang Heng, congratulations, you are about to be rehired by the Federal Fleet and continue your previous job."

Zhang Heng looked surprised.

Some uncertain questions: "Based on my current physical condition, are you sure the Federation needs me?"

The woman was not sure, and was even a little embarrassed: "Major Zhang Heng, we don't know much about your physical condition on the eve of your discharge from the army, or even after your discharge, so you may have been negligent at work, but it doesn't matter, this call-up order is real , there is no doubt about it.”

Zhang Heng glanced at the documents on the table.

To be appointed.

Specially hired the former Northern Galaxy Fleet, T33 Spaceport Logistics Department Second Division, Major Deputy Director Zhang Heng as: West Galaxy Fleet, Second Formation, Transport Ship Painful Sinking, Major Deputy Captain.

This appointment is effective immediately.

Signed: Federation Military Department, West Galaxy Fleet Headquarters.

"The front line is tight!"

A confession is unremarkable.

The meaning behind it is profound.

After thinking about it for a while, Zhang Heng knew that in the battle with the Zerg, the Federation did not benefit.

If it were not for the severe shortage of manpower, it would not be possible to order the recall of retired officers.

In this case, it will only be done if there is a large conscription and a lack of middle and lower officers.

"Transport ship, Lieutenant Commander!"

Zhang Heng knew just from the name that this was a position that could be used in the rear.

If it is the predecessor.

I am afraid that the deputy captain who is eating and waiting to die will not refuse.

But Zhang Heng is not the original body.

He came to the galaxy world to find Jiang Le and take her back, not to overwhelm the military's logistics.

"The Eastern Theater lost, and even the Valkyries were hit hard."

"Our western fleet was ordered to support the eastern theater within half a month, so this appointment cannot be changed."

It seems to have seen Zhang Heng's reluctance.

The female commander said calmly: "However, according to your special situation, I will report to the higher authorities. You should not have to stay in the eastern theater for too long. As soon as there is a suitable candidate, I will replace you."

"Support the Eastern theater!"

If Zhang Heng remembers correctly.

Jiang Le is in the Eastern Theater, and the so-called Valkyrie is talking about her.

Now he has been recruited by the Western Theater and is about to go to the Eastern Theater to deliver supplies.

This does not mean that he will see Jiang Le soon.

Think here.

Zhang Heng touched his stomach.

Round, wonderful.

(End of this chapter)