The galaxy is long.

The weather is clear tonight and the night sky is full of stars. May alternates on the canopy, and only a silver-white moon arc remains in the frost on this day, embellished between the stars like a curved hook. The fire was as large as a disc, and the whole body flowed with a dark red moonlight like a flame, dyeing the earth with a faint red halo.

Heaven and earth are full of murderous aura.

Loneliness is the eternal theme of the night in the Red Flame Heights. Especially under the fire moon tonight, the oppressive atmosphere makes the native species of the highlands reluctant to move, and they all hide in their nests and pretend to sleep. At night, when there was not even the sound of the wind, the sound of the speeding car engine was finally heard in the distance. In the night, two points of light appeared, and the points of light continued to expand, and then turned into two beams of light that spread across the ground, and they were very clear.

A red lizard was swept by the light and flew into a nearby cave. A triangular head poked out again, and his eyes with infrared vision looked out, and the scene of a speeding car passing by was clearly reflected in the round eyes. It was a tactical flying car, and the high-energy cannon turret on it gave the lizard an invisible sense of oppression. The clever little guy immediately shrank into the depths of the cave and disappeared in the blink of an eye.

The chariot was painted with the emblem of the Golden Griffin, a chariot belonging to the Vulture Army. This place is Bethcord's defense zone, and even though the alien coalition forces have retreated, daily night patrols are essential. The flying car was far away from the area of the Thousand Eyes Spring, where it had become a kingdom, and the spring water of hundreds of boiling springs converged together, and the water level was enough to submerge this tactical flying car.

The flying car drives in the valley where the stone teeth fly in the sky, where the arch stones rise from the ground, flying obliquely and staggering, like the fangs of giant beasts and the suspension of flying beams. In the vastness and desolation, the speeding cars move in and out in the shadow of the arch stones, following the prescribed route. After passing a rolling hill, the speeding car stopped. A soldier jumped out of the car, laughed with his companions, and walked to the bottom of the mountain, where he urinated on a huge cave.

After the convenience was completed, the soldier was about to turn back. Suddenly feeling something, a burst of scalp explosion, the whirlwind turned around and raised his rifle to the cave. A moment later, out of the cave emerged a thorny, hound-sized beast with a disproportionately small head. The barrind sped away, quickly out of range of the car's beam.

Only then did the soldier realize that there was a false alarm, and he embarrassedly put away his gun and walked back. The companion in the car laughed: "Peter, you are really getting less and less bold to scare a dog like that." ”

"Your dog is covered in thorns?" The soldier rolled his eyes.

The companion smiled even more happily: "Even if it looks strange, it's just a dog, isn't it?" It's just a dog on this planet, Peter, tell us if you pee your pants? ”

"Get out of the way." The soldier cursed angrily, got into the flying car, and closed the door.

The car restarted, spun around, bypassed a few arch stones, and disappeared into the night. After a while, a strong wind suddenly blew from the cave at the foot of the mountain, and the sky was full of wind and sand. Two points of light lit up in the dark cave, and when a figure came out of the cave, it turned out to be a pair of eyes. This is an extremely tall figure, with a height of five or six meters, so that the other party has to bend down when he drills out of the hole.

When he left the cave and stepped on the ground, the figure stood straight. Under the blood light of the fire moon, a long hair dyed reddish-purple by the moonlight danced wildly in the night wind, and the dancing hair was like thousands of swimming snakes. Beneath the serpent's hair was a delicate face, and the moonlight slipped from her firm nose to her pursed lips, and from her slender neck to the full twin peaks, and finally she strove into the deep ravine between the twin peaks, and lingered.

"He's ...... there," Karin said softly in a hoarse, deep voice. She stared into the distance, and after crossing countless arches, hills, forts, and earth, a grand silhouette stretched across the horizon.

Bloodgate Fortress!

"Master Karin, let's go. It's too dangerous here. Out of the cave came a short figure, he was indeed very short, about 1.5 meters. He has a wrinkled face and wears a robe full of stains. With a long barbed whip wrapped around her waist, she was rubbing her hands together and looking up at the giantess in front of her.

Karin breathed deeply, her voice blowing like a gale. She said, "Yus, I'm very close to him. I can feel it. ”

"What kind of person is it that makes adults so risky and want to approach?"

"That's my brother." Karin licked her lips, and crazy sparks jumped in the depths of her pupils: "He's a big meal." ”

"Unfortunately, the meal now seems to be hidden in a sturdy safe." The alien named Yuss said.

"It's okay, then we'll dig a hole in the safe." Karin looked back, "How many of my slaves are left?" ”

"Not much."

"Really? It's okay, bring them all in. It doesn't matter if you die, anyway, it's not about how many slaves you have. Karin squinted in the direction of the Bloodgate Fortress, "Wait, my brother, we'll see each other again soon." ”

Only then did she turn around and strode away.

Back at the camp in the defense zone, Peter fell asleep. Night patrols are not an easy job, on the contrary, they consume more energy than standing guard during the day. He had to work with his brother who was keeping watch tomorrow morning, and if he didn't sleep now, he would have to doze off during the day, and then he would probably have to scold the grumpy Shanton again. Shanton was the head of the small camp, the boss of Peter and a hundred other soldiers. A bald, muscular, sweary-mouthed old drunkard.

With little force, Peter quickly fell asleep. But he felt that it had been less than ten minutes before he suddenly heard a shout in his ears: "Get up, stinky little ghost." Do you want to wait until the sun hits your butt before you get up? I tell you, it can't be done! From now on, I'm going to see you outside in 1 minute, the guy who showed up at the latest. Hey, give me a hundred laps around the camp! ”

Peter struggled almost to get up from the marching bed, watching a tall, but absolutely burly figure slam out of the barracks gate. He sighed and looked out the window, and sure enough, it was already dark again.

This outpost camp on the edge of the defense zone is permanently stationed with more than 100 soldiers, and two flying cars are assigned to monitor the area within tens of kilometers around. Life at the camp is simple and busy. Every day when the sun rises, the soldiers have to get up for morning training, and under Shandon's teaching, no training seems simple. The same is true of the morning training, this officer, who is secretly called the devil Shanton behind the back of the soldiers, will always use tricks to drain the soldiers' physical strength every day before letting them go to breakfast.

Half of the soldiers have their own work to do, and every day they receive a schedule that must be completed according to the schedule. As for the soldiers who didn't work, it was even worse, because Shanton would give them a lot of training. These trainings will exhaust them, but they will not exceed their physical limits.

In this regard, Shanton always has just the right grasp. But even so, the soldiers in the camp still hoped that they could get those lovely progress sheets every day, because then they could stay away from Devil's Hill for a while. It's just that the work of the camp is arranged in turns, just as Peter had already received the schedule yesterday, and today and tomorrow he would have to stay in the camp and spend two extremely difficult days under the demonic gaze of Shandon before receiving the schedule again.

And so on, like the change of seasons, and the cycle is endless.

As they watched a hapless guy get sent off by Shanton for being late, Peter and the other soldiers felt how lucky they were. Training in the morning is not much easier than running hundreds of laps around the playground, but instead you have to endure the invisible pressure of Shandon. The burly soldier looked like he was made of steel, and the angular muscles made the soldier look slightly tingle.

Shanton wears a vest and camouflage trousers, and square-toe military boots. With his feet on the ground, a simple standing posture is domineering, like Guanshan majestic, and his momentum is awe-inspiring. He swept the soldiers in front of him with sharp eyes, and then pulled a smile into his lips: "The content of today's morning training is fighting. ”

When they hear the word fighting, many people smile, which is much easier than physical training. Only a dozen veterans who were very familiar with Shanton knew that it was impossible for this devilish officer to give such an easy training content. Sure enough, Shanton added, "But your opponent is me." Yes, I'm a soft ass to all of you. You can choose to go it alone, of course, it's a stupid decision, and I don't think anyone would be stupid enough to do that. You can also go together, whether it's two, ten, or all of them. As long as I can touch the ground, no matter what part it is, as long as I touch the ground, I lose. ”

Shanton grinned, revealing a mouthful of white teeth: "Of course, the soles of the feet don't count. The guy who is going to take advantage of the loophole should hurry up and die, and if I lose, the challenger can win two days off. That's right, it's two days off. There is no job, no training, you can go wherever you want, and you can drink whatever you want. ”

Peter asked softly, "What if we lose?" ”

"It's nothing, I'm fair. If you lose, you'll double your training volume, and that's it. ”

Shanton looked at the vintage watch on his wrist and heard that it was left by his grandfather. The mechanical watch accurately displayed the time when it appeared, and Shanton said, "Give you 1 minute to prepare, and when the time is up, let's have fun." ”

Then he walked away a little.

The soldiers only gathered together with bitter faces, and several veterans suggested that all of them go together, after all, if they were alone or just a few people, they would not want to bring down the steel mountain of Shanton. This attention quickly passed, and after Shanton's shouting began, the dozen or so veterans rushed forward first, followed by the others. And so a one-man fight against forty people began.