When Yang Luogang came on stage, landing point No. 3 was already in danger. The defense line built by the soldiers with their weapons and equipment could be torn apart by the swarm of insects at any time.

When Yang Luo made several rounds and returned to his landing point, he found that a solid position made of heavy firepower equipment had appeared behind him.

Hundreds of carrier-based mechas were temporarily pulled in to serve as firepower fulcrums.

Transport ships flew in and out of the sky one after another.

Large numbers of soldiers marched forward into the battlefield, pushing back the insect swarm step by step.

There are still dark clouds over the planet Zubin, and the empire's powerful fleets are still bombarding the outskirts of the three major cities. The people trapped in the cities are hiding in various buildings, waiting for the judgment of life and death.

Yang operated Ligui 1 to temporarily leave the battlefield.

The oncoming soldiers quickly lined up to the left and right, looking up at the operation cabin with fiery eyes.

In order to strengthen his character, Yang Luo, who remained completely rational at this moment, gave a simple imperial military salute to the soldiers.

As far as the eye could see, thousands of soldiers were marching, returning military salutes to Yang Luo.

Subsequently, these soldiers, who had never participated in this kind of war and had little ground training on weekdays, rushed to the frontline Zerg base without hesitation.

This is empire.

The evil empire has the most heroic and fearless soldiers.

"Mr. Ghost!"

A senior officer stepped on the suspended deck and rushed to Yang Luo: "On behalf of the commander, I would like to express my gratitude to you Dong people for your heroic battle. May I ask what help you need now!"

This officer also appeared simultaneously in White Ghost's live broadcast.

"Energy," Yang Luo's processed voice came out, "I need two minutes to replenish energy to complete the next crusade against the queen. Can you lend me the charging port of the landing craft ahead."

"Of course! Please come with me!"

The senior officer gave a military salute and led Yang Luo to the side of the landing ship.

Some soldiers have already received the order and opened the energy interface dedicated to the armored hover vehicle.

When the energy interface protruding from the mecha's waist perfectly matched the interface of the landing craft, the soldier's eyes became a little more fiery, and the officer also realized something.

The empire’s military manufacturing process!

The White Ghost Organization is a secret agency of the Empire!?

"Mr. Ghost," the senior officer said solemnly, "the military would like to express its gratitude to you for exposing the evil deeds of the New Federation and supporting our work. Are you willing to have direct contact with the government departments?"

"No need."

Yang Luo's voice was very cold:

"I don't like dealing with people. I have my own team and I won't do anything to harm the empire."

"If it hadn't been for the New Federation's behavior of burying bugs, which broke the bottom line of my tolerance for them, I would not have stood up and done these things to show off."

"You can have your own judgment, but please don't try to influence me."

"You have created a miracle for civil society."

"Sir, I long for the Emperor Star, but I don't want to be too restricted."

"I understand, are you a noble?"

Yang Luo didn't answer anything.

The senior officer looked down at his watch and suddenly said: "Our commander-in-chief wants to talk to sir!"

After he finished speaking, regardless of whether Yang Luo agreed or not, the three-dimensional portrait of General Thomas popped up on his watch.

"Mr. White Ghost, I am the commander-in-chief of this battle, Lieutenant General Thomas of the Imperial Army. Thank you for your timely help."

Yang Luo responded calmly: "Hello, general, you should know how many people are watching my live broadcast."

"Yes, this has set a record."

Thomas said firmly:

"We don't have time to chat. Answer me, Mr. Omnipotent Ghost, do you have a way to determine the coordinates of the Queen?"

Yang Luodao: "My mecha is equipped with a special detector that can detect its traces. It moves at high speed underground."

General Thomas added: "We are about to carry out a beheading operation. As a non-staff combatant, are you willing to join our elite beheading team?"

Several thoughts quickly flashed through Yang Luo's mind.

This general was cunning and cunning. With just these words, he kidnapped him through a live broadcast and made him obey the orders of the imperial military.

A very powerful opponent.

Yang Luo said calmly: "If it is Captain Gris, I can follow his command. He is a strong-eyed and funny man with a strong personal charm. He will never throw away the lives of soldiers easily."

General Thomas frowned tightly.

He turned and asked: "Who is Captain Gris?"

"General! According to the confidential database, it should be members of the special forces numbered 0023, members of the Crow Squad, and other reinforced warriors, who are killing the enemy on the front line. He was the one who communicated directly with the White Ghost just now."

"Is this a secret?"

"Secrets of the Special Branch."

"Asshole! Why did you shout out the secret! The ghost is live broadcasting!"

General Thomas cursed loudly, and the officer quickly shut up.

When General Thomas turned around, the mecha controlled by Yang Luo had already closed its charging port.

"General, I will continue to fight."

"Mr. Ghost, can you open the cockpit so we can see you?"

Yang opened the cockpit a crack, and the soldiers around him stood up and watched.

Thomas nodded; "I will contact Captain Gris immediately and welcome you to join the army's attack queue. Please mark the Queen's movement track. After we verify it, we will quickly formulate a battle plan."

"This time is just temporary, for the remaining life on this planet."

Yang Luo said coldly, the cockpit closed, and Ligui 1 began to run forward, the light blade ejecting hot ion beams again.

Return to the battlefield.

Gris is very irritable now.

How did his name come to light? Is the White Ghost really that magical? Does this guy have extremely high confidential reading permissions?

Could it be a member of the royal family?

"Boss! There is a group of special insects!"

"Mark them and let the naval guns deal with them. Don't leave the designated area! Be careful of being bombarded by naval guns!"

"Hahaha! Yes! Marked!"

Gris flew left and right wearing a jetpack, with alloy blades dancing around him. The lightweight individual armor on his body embodies the Sherman Empire's most cutting-edge military technology.

There are a total of thirteen members in Greis' team, with a balanced mix of men and women;

Eight of them were biochemically modified people wearing exoskeleton armor and equipped with high-performance lightsabers. They were the eight muscular men and women who were chasing bugs around and slashing them.

Four of them are mechanically modified people. Some of their limbs have been replaced with metal prostheses. They have different shapes and are good at fighting in different ways. They mainly perform fire control and support, and can control dozens or hundreds of combat armors at the same time.

Gris is the only "generally enhanced" warrior in the team.

His physical fitness is not as good as that of a biochemically modified person, but he can skillfully control various types of armor.

His sensitivity and understanding of the fire control system are not as good as those of the mechanical cyborgs, but his ability to control the battle situation and his excellent tactical skills perfectly make up for this shortcoming.

He is the absolute core of the team, and any of his orders will receive unconditional support from the team members, because these orders have allowed them to escape death many times.

But today, Gris is about to face the biggest challenge to his team's authority.

"What? I'll command the white ghost? He doesn't look like he can listen to my command."

During the fierce fight, Gris turned his head and glanced at the fiery red mecha that was speeding towards him, and quickly replied:

"Okay General, I'll try my best to coordinate."

At this time, Yang Luo took the initiative to send a voice invitation application, and Gres took a moment to pull Yang into the team voice channel.

"Very good," Yang Luo said, "I have already given the Queen's trace. Follow my command."

Gris:

Before he could speak, a group of team members had already responded:

"Okay Mr. Ghost!"

"Mr. Ghost, did you develop this mecha by yourself? It's so cool! Can you lend it to me after you finish the fight?"

"Thank you for your righteous deeds in exposing the new federal insect burial program."

"I can provide you with fire support, sir."

Yang Luo simply responded.
To be continued...