The Empire begins with the Fourth Scourge.

Chapter 2251 The Tragic Survivor

2252: The Tragic Survivor

"Each person can only take 200 ml of water! No more!!" the second lieutenant's voice came from the front.

  Darko pursed his lips. At this moment, the sound of an engine came from the sky, followed by a cheer from the crowd. It was a transport plane! Finally, a transport plane came down from the Concordia satellite!

After more than a week of continuous fighting, they finally received supplies. The arrival of the transport plane also meant that they could finally have more ammunition, as well as food, water, and medicine! Yes, medicine. Darko at least hoped that if he was injured, he would have some guarantee.

He was also in the queue for water. Darko filled a half-pot of water with a kettle and hurriedly poured it into his mouth while looking eagerly in the direction where the transport plane was landing.

The transport plane over there has already landed and should have started unloading.

  However, at this moment, something strange happened! In front of Darko and other Vizsla government troops, dozens of missiles were fired directly, hitting the transport ship with long tails of smoke! !

Boom! Boom! Boom! Boom!!! The sound of explosions continued. The first few missiles were blocked by the transport ship's deflector shield, and the next ten or so missiles exploded directly on the ship!

  The transport ship suddenly set off an extremely violent explosion! Even though Darko could no longer see the transport ship, he could still see the huge fireball rising in the sky!

It is impossible for an ordinary spaceship to explode with such a fierce flame, so there is only one possibility - those concentrated explosive gas storage tanks have exploded!

The explosion immediately caused chaos at the scene. The surrounding soldiers screamed loudly. Some ran to get weapons, some ran to places where they could hide, and some rushed towards the transport ship in a rage.

"Look over there! It's a super soldier!!" someone shouted hysterically, pointing at the sky.

Darko raised his head. There was too much smoke and he couldn't see the situation over there clearly, but he could clearly hear a burst of intensive gunfire coming from there.

"Enemy attack! Enemy attack!! Company 17, assemble immediately!" their commander, the second lieutenant, shouted at the top of his voice.

Darko quickly ran over with a water bottle in his arms. Because their company was getting water, they were basically all nearby and gathered quickly. Some soldiers who didn't have time to get water came over, but they still looked at the water dispenser with eagerness and licked their cracked lips.

"Anyone who fails to assemble will be treated as a deserter! Set off immediately! Target the loading and unloading platform!" the second lieutenant shouted loudly.

Is there anyone else who hasn't arrived yet? Darko looked around, and perhaps because he had sharp eyes, he saw a few familiar figures flash by behind a pile of cargo boxes.

In the chaos, Darko followed the 17th Company and ran in the direction of the attack.

Most of the troops at the gymnasium were rotated from the front lines. They had either suffered heavy casualties or had run out of ammunition and food, so one can imagine how weak they were.

When I ran all the way to the loading and unloading platform, I saw a crashed transport ship stuck diagonally on the ground, with a raging fire burning around it and the loading and unloading workers running around screaming.

What’s even more terrifying is that in the air, there are 20 devil-like figures, flying at high speed with jet packs, shooting wildly at the ground as they fly!

  "…It's a super soldier!" someone shouted, turned around and tried to run but was shot dead by the commander behind him!

All that was heard was the commander shouting angrily: "There are only 20 of them! Kill them! Anyone who retreats will be killed without mercy!!" The scene was in chaos. The Vizsla government soldiers shouted "kill, kill, kill" but hid obediently behind the bunkers, not daring to show their heads. They could only raise their guns and shoot randomly in the general direction of the air.

However, Jango Fett's super soldiers were in a dominant position, firing accurately and slaughtering the soldiers one by one.

Darko also shrunk his neck and randomly pulled the trigger at the sky, but within two seconds, the lagging EE-3 blaster rifle in his hand shook violently and stopped firing. He took the gun back and saw that the position of the blaster gas tank was flashing red, and there was no ammunition.

He fumbled frantically for the other gas tank on his chest belt, but it was empty.

  However, at this moment, there was a sudden whistling sound from the sky! Then there was a loud bang! A soldier wearing a streamlined mechanized exoskeleton swooped down directly, without even slowing down, and slammed into a pile of cargo boxes next to him!

Boom! The metal cargo box was smashed into pieces by this blow, and the Vizsla government soldiers hiding behind it were even torn into pieces by the powerful impact!

All I saw was this terrifying warrior holding a pistol in each hand. After landing, he didn't even pause for a fraction of a second and fired rapidly at the surroundings!

The comrades from the 17th Company who had just lined up with Darko fell down like wheat being cut, turning into lifeless corpses.

The soldier in the mechanized exoskeleton turned around, and Darko saw a 117 logo sprayed on his chest armor. This terrifying soldier glanced over, and even through the full-coverage helmet, Darko could feel the terrible murderous intent! He quickly threw aside the rifle in his hand that had no blaster gas, and lay on the ground and left it to fate.

There were two light clicks, and two pistol magazines emitting smoke fell in front of him. Then the mechanical foot with a slight sound of motor turning passed by him.

Then there was another series of gunshots and screams.

Darko felt that all the blood in his body had solidified! He lay on the ground, trembling, and dared not move.

Gunshots, explosions, and screams continued to ring out. Not far away, there was a roar of a jet pack. Perhaps it was the terrifying warrior No. 117 flying up again. Darko didn't dare to look up even once.

After an unknown amount of time, Darko's body almost stiffened, and the gunshots and explosions around him gradually stopped. He sat up tremblingly and looked around...

  This place is already a complete ruin, with burning boxes and debris everywhere, and corpses all over the ground!

The wounded were still wailing and screaming loudly, and some cargo was occasionally exploded. The air was filled with a burnt smell and even a smell of barbecue.

A soldier whose half body was burnt to charcoal was kneeling on the ground, picking up a water bottle from a corpse and pouring it into his mouth desperately. However, the half of his face that was burnt had already cracked, and a lot of water leaked directly from the cracked cheeks, flowing on the burnt body, and a light smoke rose.

This scene completely broke Darko's mental defenses. He vomited with a wow sound, crying loudly as he vomited...

"Help...help!!!"