I, the undead, save the world with the dolls

"I know. Some time ago he told me that they were destroying the alien base in Earth's orbit... That was the flagship of the elders. It's really thanks to Master Sun Yang that he was able to do this." The military officer's frown relaxed a little.

"It was because of that damn thing that I had to manually deviate from our course. Otherwise, we would have been discovered long ago. It has been floating above our heads for 20 years. Every time I realize its existence, I think I am still in a nightmare, a nightmare from which I will never wake up. This nightmare should have ended 20 years ago."

The professor had already moved away after destroying the spaceship, and he would take good care of himself. According to the professor, he had been deemed dead on the alien side. Believing this identity could be exploited, the professor lay low, waiting for the right time to emerge and fight. Antonina explained, dispelling both of their concerns.

"Don't you really need support and help? Although we don't have any troops deployed near the Warlock Chosen Fortress, we still have some if needed..." Commander Lena looked at Antonina who was still deciphering confidential information everywhere.

"No need. Just take care of yourselves. The Professor challenged a fortress alone to preserve your manpower and avoid sacrificing too many people. He'll notify the T-dolls here when necessary, and you'll know." Antonina didn't bother to maintain her image as a dedicated engineer with these people, so she flatly refused their help and stated the reason.

Under the attack of her powerful hacking ability, Antonina could really find out when the aliens went to the toilet.

She was cracking secrets faster and faster, and the alien information engineers obviously couldn't keep up with this iteration speed.

After all, Antonina is a humanoid and is much faster than carbon-based creatures. Any facility connected to the psychic network can be invaded by her.

"I don't understand why these aliens don't implement physical isolation, or simply use paper documents. These psychic networks are indeed effective before they are cracked, but it's really boring that even classified facilities are still connected and communicating." Antonina shook her head and quickly sorted out a large amount of information for XCOM's next combat objectives.

"I can only say that it's a blessing that Sun Yang didn't become hostile to us... With such powerful abilities and a top-notch team, he can still dismantle an entire spaceship by himself! If I had known he was so strong, I would have sent him directly to the alien spaceship and let him charge in." The military officer retrieved several cameras that were still functioning.

Over the Pacific Ocean, several large pieces of metal debris crashed into the sea, but they didn't cause any significant ripples. After all, the spacecraft was barely the size of a city block, and falling into the atmosphere required even less control, so it couldn't cause anything like rising sea levels.

"I still have some impression of this spaceship. Those elders captured me there 20 years ago. But I don't remember much of what happened after that, and I don't know how I ended up in that genetic clinic. Their surgery caused some irreversible damage to my body."

Lunna operated the tactical panel and issued orders to all XCOM and Militia teams at a very fast speed. Under her command, all tactical teams retreated in an orderly manner, and the Avenger also flew over the Pacific Ocean to meet the Sky Rangers returning home.

"When are we going to pick up some junk? After all, that's the aliens' flagship, there must be some preserved things. Antonina, did your professor find any good stuff? There must be some on the spaceship, right?" Commander Lena looked at the debris that fell into the ocean through the camera, then raised her eyebrows at Antonina.

"Yes, he will be transferred to XCOM through special channels in the future. We'll probably be able to carry out the delivery once he's settled in." Antonina nodded.

"Commander, we need a day to scan the crash site. We cannot go to other places to perform tasks during the scan." The military officer answered another question from Commander Lena.

"Then bring all the troops back first and prepare a celebration banquet for these warriors. Boost their morale and let them have a good rest for a few days before we do anything else. Let the salvage mission be handled by the reserve recruits." Commander Lena waved her hand and said.

"As for Master Sun Yang... I can only hope that he will contact me soon." After saying this, she looked at the screen somewhat dejectedly.

"If you're interested in our professor, please think twice. He's already had relationships with one human and six humanoids. You're the eighth," Antonina said calmly.

"What are you talking about? Are you all this gossipy about your own commander?" Commander Lunna couldn't contain herself after hearing this. I'm the leader of your partner faction after all, right? I can't control my mouth, can I?

"I apologize. We've encountered people seeking to get close to the professor for various reasons before, so I'm automatically recording their conversations. In principle, we don't exclude or oppose the professor's attempts to recruit or establish a wider network of friends. However, some preconditions must be stated in advance to avoid embarrassment on both sides." Antonina immediately activated her social armor, offering a smooth apology and explanation.

"Now you start declaring yourself a robot again... I don't have time to deal with these messy things before I drive those alien bastards out." Commander Lena sighed. These humanoids are indeed very powerful, but none of them are well-behaved.

At least her chief scientist, Tegan, hadn't had a good night's sleep in a long time, as he was often woken up by the over-energized humanoids.

He was forced to sleepily look at the new report handed in by the research figure, and then covered his head with his hands in pain and joy. Fortunately, he had no hair, otherwise it would have fallen out by now.

The same was true for Shen Lili. After a day's work, she would be grabbed by the gray-haired girl, Keluoqi, to watch old-world Japanese anime together. After watching, she would listen to Keluoqi's passionate explanation and explanation of the mechanical design.

Although the commentary was indeed quite interesting, Shen Lili just wanted to have a good sleep after work and didn't want to watch any Japanese cartoons.

Amidst this chaotic atmosphere, the personnel who had fought at the Chosen Fortress finally returned safely to the Avenger. Commander Lunna stretched out her arms and instructed the military officer to inform everyone that the battle was over.

467 One wave will subside, another wave will rise

"Commander! We can't let our guard down! Those aliens will retaliate! Our informants have received news of alien troop movements!" Just as Commander Luna was about to breathe a sigh of relief, the military officer's voice once again tensed her nerves. The battle isn't over yet! There's still finishing work to do.

Just as Lena had predicted, the aliens, whose three Chosen Fortresses had been destroyed by XCOM and the resistance, were furious. Unable to attack the cities they controlled directly, they could only target the weakly defended, difficult-to-escape camps nestled between the wilderness and the ruins of the city.

The aliens had always tolerated the existence of the resistance camp, as XCOM and the resistance camp could absorb those who wanted to cause damage in the city. Those who had the conditions and ideas either hid in the city to find a good position as an informant, or ran outside the city to join the resistance.

This is better than exploding underground opposition in the city. The aliens took this into consideration and kept the resistance forces in various places fighting vigorously but not gaining any real advantage.

But now, they were really annoyed. The weapons equipped by the rebels were more advanced than those of the aliens. Various self-locking grenade launchers made the alien army suffer a lot. Only when some psychic units came forward to release psychic rifts were the rebels forced to move away.

This situation made the alien elders panic and angry. They had tolerated the activities of the rebels until now only because they could attract restless people and their firepower was extremely weak, making it difficult for them to harm the mutant forces and alien armies.

But now the other side has an advantage in individual soldiers. How can this be tolerated? After assigning troops to clean up the mess at the Chosen Fortress, these alien elders ordered mutants and alien forces stationed around the world to attack known resistance bases and carry out large-scale mopping-up missions.

"Commander Lena, I've located sixteen alien attack fleets. Their armament, numbers, routes, and targets have all been verified." In XCOM's cybersecurity room, Antonina yawned and passed the information she'd found on the psychic network to the military officer. Even with upgraded electronic defenses, these aliens still proved no match for Antonina.

Basically, as long as they don't abandon their psychic broadcasting system, Antonina can investigate whatever she wants. Unfortunately, Sun Yang has little use for this ability, so he can only lend Antonina to Commander Lunna to let her play her role here.

"Sixteen batches? We can't use the reserves, and the rest of us need to rest after we get back... Can we only send out four people per team? We don't have enough plasma weapons and power armor yet. We can only use magnetic weapons first. Get the rest of the people ready, we have to win beautifully this time!"

Commander Renna, with the help of military officers, immediately organized the teams based on the alien forces and distributed equipment. XCOM's soldiers were, at best, well-trained warriors, hailing from all corners of the world and speaking different languages, but all united in their determination to fight for Earth.

The ground crew on the landing platform immediately began scrambling to arrange the team's departure. As the soldiers, beaming with joy after returning victorious, stepped off the plane, they saw familiar and unfamiliar figures below, getting ready for their departure.

"What happened again? What are you going to do?" A soldier whose arm was broken but had already stopped the bleeding with an injection asked the soldiers who were checking their equipment.

"The rebel camp is under attack! Let's go rescue them!" the soldier said, and ran onto the plane. The Sky Ranger's pilot gulped down a few espresso shots, shook his head, and started the aircraft. They had no time to rest. The situation was extremely urgent; every second of delay meant the rebels could be attacked.

Upon hearing this, many XCOM soldiers who had just returned expressed their willingness to fight another round. However, Commander Lunna rejected their request.

After a major battle, the soldiers' spirits and strength had been completely exhausted, and they were now relying on the powerful potions provided by Sun Yang to forcibly boost their spirits. If many people hadn't had the injection X or the strengthening spirit provided by Sun Yang, they would probably have collapsed on the ground due to exhaustion or passed out from the pain.

Several medical figures rushed out and, together with the medical staff on the spacecraft, easily placed these soldiers who claimed they could fight another battle on the medical beds.

Although they were energetic, their bodies were actually exhausted and they could only walk normally and shoot their guns. If they ran a few steps, they would have to stand there and breathe for a long time.

A group of spirited but battered warriors arrived on the deck, and a group of mentally resolute warriors left. After watching the last group of warriors leave the XCOM battleship, Lunna slowly exhaled.

"We have already handed over the new weapons... The rest depends on their strength... and the level of the defensive weapons provided by Sun Yang. Those bionic robots are quite powerful." Commander Lena said silently.

***

Although only two of the three Chosen Fortresses are being recycled, namely the Assassin's Chosen Fortress and the Hunter's Chosen Fortress, the last one is not being recycled, mainly because there is nothing to recycle.

After an extremely fierce conflict broke out in the Warlock Chosen Fortress, it exploded without any warning a few minutes later, and the entire building collapsed deep underground.

According to reports from some nearby scouts, there was an extremely strong radiation reaction around the fortress. The scouts did not dare to stay in the radiation zone, but only took some photos from a distance and returned.

Despite such a big incident, the alien elders still sent large numbers of troops to various places.

Generally speaking, if the resistance fights too hard, or if XCOM does too much in the area, it will provoke alien retaliation.

The successive killing and destruction of three fortresses had broken the alien elders' limit. They had already determined that if they didn't severely punish these resistance groups, they would suffer in the future.

However, since Iron Blood puppets were deployed in all the larger rebel camps, the Doppelgangers were completely unable to disguise themselves as humans and infiltrate the rebel camps. The Iron Blood puppets' scanning system was not just for show; it could fight in close-range street battles and could also identify fake people around them in real life.

This led to the alien elders turning their attention to the location of only a dozen or so rebel camps, whose locations were difficult to conceal due to their large size. There was no news of the rest.

It doesn't matter, this will work. The elder waved his hand and ordered the alien troops on standby to charge forward. Then the news media and other media would follow up, editing and having the usual spokespersons angrily denounce the dirty deeds of these rebels.

468 Defense of the Rebel Camp (Part )

The black and red spaceship streaked across the sky, heading for the nearest large resistance camp. It would take time for XCOM's forces to assemble and launch, and the aliens would definitely reach the camp before XCOM did.

When the spacecraft arrived near the camp, the rebel soldiers stationed there sounded the alarm.

"Woo!" The shrill sirens echoed throughout the camp. Children playing, elderly people washing clothes, cooks, and those writing in their diaries all raised their heads in alarm. The rebels' radio broadcast followed the sirens.

"Old people and children, go to the bunker! Everyone else, assemble according to the drill and collect weapons and armor! Don't panic! This isn't the first time we've dealt with an attack! We have powerful helpers!"

After the camp leader finished speaking in the broadcast room, he grabbed his magnetic rifle and grenade launcher and walked out. Beside him were two young soldiers carrying backpacks of smart grenades and assault rifles.

The elderly and children who had no fighting ability were gathered together and hidden in sturdy houses, while those who were able to take up weapons gathered around those with certain combat experience, forming loose teams.

In the middle of these people was not the commander of the rebel team, but several women wearing simple clothes and large hats on their heads.

That was the Iron Blood Puppet Wasp MK2 team assigned to this camp. They were carrying plasma rifles and plasma machine guns, and had something on their backs that looked like a missile launcher or some kind of energy storage block.

The camp leader had only just learned that the robots were using plasma weapons, with missile launchers and heavy lasers on their backs. But until now, he had never seen any of these robots fire their weapons. Normally, they'd just patrol the camp, then suddenly grab a refugee and snap their neck.

The ones whose blankets had been twisted apart were actually shapeshifters disguised as humans. Thanks to these robots, the leader's daily stress was much less, no longer having to worry about monsters sneaking into the camp. However, they hadn't used their weapons, having found a place to store them.

It seems they'll be equipped if a real fight breaks out. The camp leader muttered something, then approached the robots and said, "You'll be the primary firepower, and we'll be responsible for suppressive fire. Save your heavy firepower. I'm not sure when XCOM will arrive."

"Received. The enemy ship has been sighted and is within the hit range. Requesting firing orders." The Iron Blood Puppet's voice was very cold, but it sounded incredibly reliable to the camp leader.

"It would be best if we could shoot them all down—" As soon as the camp leader finished speaking, the iron-blooded puppet pushed him aside.

"Humanity has been confirmed to have left the danger zone. Missile use authorized. Fire!" The Iron-Blooded puppets immediately crouched, their missile launchers emitting balls of flame. After each launch, the next missile automatically loaded into the launch tube.

By the time the alien ships noticed the incoming missiles, it was too late. The anti-aircraft missiles each hit their respective targets, and in just a few seconds, the eight alien ships were transformed into a ball of exploding fire in the air.

But this is not enough. The Iron-Blooded Puppet enlarged his eyepiece and saw that there were more than a dozen spaceships behind these spaceships. The aliens were determined to destroy the entire camp, and they were willing to mobilize all the troops in the surrounding areas for this purpose.

The remaining alien spacecraft immediately activated their automatic cannons and fired at the Iron Blood puppets. However, the aliens obviously had no fire control, and the Iron Blood puppets crawled behind the cover.

Their shelter consisted of six layers of cement bags sandwiched between steel plates, a combination that was sufficient to block the magnetic machine gun's fire. One of the team members quietly extended a scope, sharing enemy information with allies. The team leader immediately ordered the remaining puppets to fire their missiles. Another round of flames ignited in the air.

The number of puppets and the number of missiles in stock are not large. They have already fired twelve missiles, which is enough to destroy three or four teams of mutants or aliens.

"No missiles. Supply... The Goliath factory cannot produce standard missiles and cannot be supplied. No. 4.5 switch to laser weapons, and the rest calibrate the shooting distance and wait to enter the effective shooting range." The captain of the Iron Blood Puppet Squadron quickly gave the order, then turned back to look at the nervous camp leader.

"Our plan is to wait for the enemy to approach and then conduct a step-by-step blocking operation. Goliath Black Thunder will automatically enter the engagement zone. Do you have anything to add or change?"

"No, no, when you want to retreat, remember to call us all with you." The camp leader quickly shook his head.

Two Wasp MK2s connected to the laser transmitters behind them. After receiving a successful connection signal from their visual systems, they turned their attention to the spacecraft still flying behind them.

A crimson laser shot out from the back of the Wasp MK2. The scorching high-energy laser hit the glass in front of the spacecraft, melting it in less than two seconds. The laser penetrated the glass and burned the pilot's head into a ball of charcoal.

More alien spaceships landed at a great distance, and the heavily armed mutants and alien troops rushed over howling. The spaceships that were farther away fired fiercely at the Wasp MK2 positions, suppressing them and the rebels so much that they could not even raise their heads.

After all, these alien spaceships are equipped with magnetic machine guns, which are more than enough to attack humanoids.

However, the rebels here had already set up cover. Six layers of wet cement sandbags and five layers of steel plates, 2 meters high, blocked all incoming fire in front of the Wasp MK. Even though it had dented and penetrated some of the bullets, the remaining kinetic energy was no longer enough to damage the Iron Blood puppet's body.

The combined forces of mutants and aliens marched towards the rebel camp. The mutant force was still composed of mutant soldiers and officers, with a large number of mutant MECs standing in the front, firing several rounds of bullets from time to time for suppressive fire.

The aliens consisted of Andromedans with thick shells and Mutants with strong bodies covered in alien alloy armor. They also fired plasma weapons, but it was obvious that their weapons did not have enough range, and they naturally dissipated after flying in the air for a while.

But they had barely taken a few steps when a violent explosion erupted from the midst of the mutant ranks. A small mushroom cloud rose from the ground, and the surrounding soldiers vanished. Some were killed instantly, while others were blown away, their whereabouts unknown.

Dadada... A slight alarm sounded from the Wasp MK2's radiation detector, still within the safe range. The automated mines produced from the Goliath—referred to as Sun Black Mine units—rely on fusion batteries for power.

When about to explode, the explosives will simultaneously overload the fusion battery to maximize the power. Due to this characteristic, the distribution of black mines will be relatively loose, but their built-in detection system will allow them to move or detonate automatically at the appropriate time.

469 Defense of the Rebel Camp (Part ) and New Plans

Explosions followed one after another. The Iron Blood Squad crouched on the ground, dodging any flying debris. These Sun Black Thunders were essentially small nuclear fusion mines. Upon detonation, they first inflicted damage with thermal radiation, then the intense shockwave shredded nearby enemies.

Most mutant soldiers and MECs were destroyed by mines. Most mutant armor wasn't strong enough, barely enough to withstand close-range, small-caliber automatic rifle fire. Faced with a variety of blast waves and explosives, they were usually doomed.

The same is true for heavy MECs, which have long served as urban riot control units. Their firepower and protection are very reliable in small-scale patrols and urban combat. They truly achieve a level of cost control and effectiveness that meets standards.

But as we all know, the requirements and standards for police and military use are different. Sometimes it seems that they can be used in a compatible way, but in practice it often becomes a mess.

These mutant forces, after twenty years of iteration and improvement, have perfectly adapted to urban combat... Of course, this also means that they may be doomed as soon as they enter the battlefield. These mutant forces have no reliable heavy firepower support other than heavy MEC.

What they are facing is a force that has maximized its firepower advantage, and its scientific researchers are even thinking about how to install two more missiles even when they are asleep.

The Griffin Oasis Base had suffered from insufficient firepower in the past. No matter where it went, it faced the problem of being outnumbered and facing a serious lack of supporting firepower.

The enemy often bombards the ground with rounds of artillery fire, and the Griffin humanoids have to use their firepower sparingly.

This caused everyone in Griffin to fall into a severe fear of insufficient firepower. This symptom also affected Krochi, the designer of the new weapon platform, and without exception, the things she created had an excessive amount of firepower to an outrageous degree.

The equipment carried by the Iron Blood could be used to arm armored vehicles, but she still insisted on having the Iron Blood puppets carry these weapons in battle, so that they would not lose to anyone in terms of firepower during the battle. Of course, now they would not lose to the aliens.

The mutant army was wiped out in the explosion, but the mutants wearing alien alloy combat uniforms and the Andromedan aliens equipped with heavy combat uniforms survived the explosion. After all, these regular alien troops were not vegetarians, otherwise they would have been wiped out by the guerrillas long ago.

These surviving heavy infantrymen charged forward, bearing down on several laser weapons. Their armor was sufficient to withstand prolonged laser irradiation. Although for some reason, the crew's protection was even better than the aircraft's, perhaps the aliens really didn't care much about the mutants' living environment, and incidentally, they didn't care much about the pilots either.

The alien heavy armored troops began to fire back, firing dozens of plasma jets into the defensive positions. The superheated plasma melted away layer by layer of the bunkers.

Some rebels, unable to bear the pressure, raised their heads and pulled the trigger at the alien troops hundreds of meters away. However, at a distance of hundreds of meters, these rebels who had received little training could not hit the target at all. Their effective shooting range was at most 200 meters. Any further away and they would not be able to hit anyone.

"You retreat, occupy the shelters in the houses and the commanding heights, carry out fire suppression, and don't seek to kill. Just put pressure on those aliens." The captain of the Iron Blood Squad said to the camp leader who was scolding the team members next to him.

"What about you?" asked the camp leader.

"We're going to conduct mobile warfare. No. 4, No. 5, leave the laser weapons to the humans and prepare for close-range firefights. Humans, have your men shoot accurately, this is a direct-fire laser cannon." The captain quickly arranged the tasks.

The camp leader said nothing. He quickly told the soldiers around him to move the laser cannon to the back building. The others held out for a while before retreating.

The Iron Blood Squad, now lightly armed, rushed out from behind their cover, moving through the trees at a speed no human could reach, using their safer plasma weapons to fire at the charging alien infantry.

Although they were charging, their bodies were too large and heavy, so even if they could advance quickly, their speed would still be much slower than that of humans. Furthermore, the Iron Blood Troops' own performance was far superior to that of ordinary humans.

[Target armed, dangerous. Unstoppable. Executing patrol mode.] The Iron-Blooded Golems raced across the battlefield like the wind, their plasma weapons within striking distance. The powerful Mutants roared in unison, aiming their weapons at the charging Iron-Blooded Golems.

But they soon realized that something was wrong. These puppets could not only perform evasive actions in an instant to avoid the plasma jets, but they could also shoot accurately while dodging, allowing the plasma jets with a breath of death to hit the mutants' heads.

"Gah, ah, ah, ah!" In the first round of fire, more than a dozen mutants fell miserably, all of them hit by the plasma jets produced by Griffin. At this distance, the armor of both sides was useless. No matter how you looked at it, it was a case of mutual destruction.