Galactic Conflict: I Restore the Glory of Humanity

"Bang, bang, bang, bang!!!" The deafening sound of gunfire suddenly rang out, as if to tear the entire space apart.

Looking at the rising star soldiers coming like a tide, the brave fighters led by Basilone showed no fear. They swiftly jumped into the trenches that had been carefully dug in advance, and then quickly prepared for a counterattack.

At this moment, Basilone was like an indestructible fortress. He held the huge giant grenade launcher steadily, his eyes as cold as ice, fixed on the fearless new star soldiers who rushed towards him.

He just shook his wrist and turned the gun towards the enemy in an instant. Without any hesitation, he pulled the trigger resolutely.

In an instant, flames shot up into the sky and bullets rained down. Under Basilone's fierce and torrential fire, the new star soldiers who were charging in the front fell to the ground like ears of wheat being harvested.

Each extremely heavy bomb contained the power to destroy the world and could easily blow several fragile flesh and blood bodies into pieces, turning them into a blood mist.

In the face of Basilone's fierce offensive, the charging enemy suffered heavy losses, and the number of casualties rose sharply, exceeding hundreds in the blink of an eye.

However, at this critical moment, the heavy bomb in Basilone's hand suddenly jammed, and it was almost too late to repair it.

At the same time, the enemy had approached to a dangerous situation only fifty meters away from the position!

At this moment, a new star soldier wearing yellow armor rushed to Basilon's position at a very fast speed, holding a pulse rifle in one hand and wielding a blade of unity in the other.

However, what awaited this brave and fearless rising star soldier was not the panic and terrified expression of a human being, but a cold and deep black hole of a gun.

The black muzzle of the gun seemed like a passage leading to an endless dark abyss, emitting a chilling breath of death.

The comrade standing next to Basilone was holding a huge and exaggerated shotgun steadily, aiming at the approaching enemy with full concentration.

A crisp sound of a trigger being pulled instantly broke the tense silence on the battlefield.

Countless tiny but deadly bullets were shot at the Nova soldiers like a torrential rain.

In an instant, the body of the new star soldier was enveloped by this powerful firepower, blood splattered everywhere, forming a shocking blood mist.

These projectiles hit the bodies of the Nova soldiers with incredible speed and force, and each impact brought severe pain and shock.

The enormous impact force was like an irresistible torrent, knocking the Nova soldier's body flying.

His body rolled and twisted in the air, like a broken kite that had lost control, and flew backwards helplessly, then fell heavily to the ground.

"Basilone! Hurry up! Fix that damn machine gun for me! We'll hold on here!" As he spoke, the teammate holding the laser gun rushed to the front of the position like a gust of wind. He stared at the new star soldiers who were rushing towards him like a tidal wave. Then, he pulled the trigger of the weapon in his hand without hesitation.

In an instant, dazzling red beams of light burst out one after another, as dazzling as meteors across the night sky.

And those rising star soldiers who were hit fell down one after another like ears of rice swept by a strong wind, lying in a mess on the road of charge.

However, such insignificant casualties could not stop the pace of this group of almost crazy new star soldiers. They still shouted at the top of their lungs and rushed forward without hesitation.

However, thanks to the roars and shouts they made during the charge, Basilone's teammates were able to easily detect their position and launch a counterattack with lightning speed.

"Hurry up and dispatch the drones! Our support is urgently needed at the front!" the commander shouted at the top of his lungs.

At this moment, the rear command headquarters, which had just experienced a fierce air raid, was in chaos, but they had no time to breathe and had to take action immediately.

With an order given, all the drones on standby took off like arrows and rushed towards the war-torn land ahead.

The young rising star officer looked at the tragic battlefield in front of him, and a strong sense of anger and helplessness surged in his heart: "After this matter is over, I must have a good talk with my superiors! Why are humans always so crazy? Can't we find a more intelligent way of fighting?" He frowned, his eyes fixed on the front line in the distance where fierce fighting was going on, as if he wanted to see through the smoke to the truth hidden behind the endless killing.

On the position, Basilone stared at the strange-looking drones slowly floating in the sky, his eyes full of vigilance and alertness.

With years of combat experience, he recognized at a glance that these drones were advanced equipment from the Nova Federation. Realizing that danger was approaching, Basilone was extremely anxious and hurriedly shouted to his comrades not far away: "Attention everyone! There are drones coming!"

However, just as Basilone's warning sounded, a shocking scene occurred - two drones suddenly emitted two dazzling blue beams, and then countless missiles poured towards their position like raindrops.

In an instant, the originally peaceful battlefield fell into chaos. Three soldiers who were concentrating on attacking the enemy in the distance had no time to react, and were engulfed by the powerful firepower in the blink of an eye.

Faced with such a sudden change, Basilone was helpless and could only watch his comrades die in an instant. He was extremely sad but helpless.

Looking at the bodies of his comrades that were blown to pieces and in a horrible state, Basilone felt heartbroken, but he knew that this was not the time to be sad.

He gritted his teeth and made up his mind to avenge his dead brothers.

So, he resolutely raised the heavy grenade launcher in his hand that had already been loaded with ammunition, and jumped out of the fortifications again, facing the group of ferocious drones in the sky and the aggressive and approaching Nova Federation soldiers and their drone troops on the ground.

At this moment, Basilone's eyes were firm and resolute, without the slightest fear. He held the weapon tightly in his hand, aimed at the target, and pulled the trigger without hesitation.

“Da da da da da da!!!”

Flames spurted out of the muzzle of the heavy grenade launcher in Basilon's hand, and thousands of bombs were fired in a very short time.