War is a complex mixed with conspiracies and heroic epics. No one likes it, but without it, humans always feel that something is missing. There are those who praise warriors, and more hate warriors. When war really comes to everyone, it is hard to say whether they can stick to their position in a peaceful era.

This article tells the story of the destruction of a trivial small organization in the Hundred Years of War between the Federation and the Alliance.

- June 9, 2257? The peak period of the third Europa standoff -

In a canteen on the flagship White Fortress of Europa's siege fleet, an airborne company was raising a glass to celebrate their escape from death. They were the 658th Airborne Company of the Beidu Military Region of the Earth Federation, nicknamed "Polar Bear". The reason for this name is probably because the entire Airborne Company is composed of Russians. Long before the founding of the Federation, this domineering and good at betrayal was referred to as a polar bear in awe by foreigners.

Among the thousands of airborne companies in the besieged fleet, this "polar bear" is also well-known. They are not famous in their military performance, but in the airborne troops with an astonishingly high casualty rate, their casualty rate can rank among the top 100. Moreover, this company is commonly known as the "mortal force" in the army, and there is no capable person in the entire company. In addition to the proper cooperation of the soldiers, what is more important is the commander's correct judgment in an emergency situation.

Now, the female commander, who is only twenty-eight years old, is holding a light quick brew in his hand and toast his subordinates.

"Cheers to the dead Ivan and Ftoriak! May their spirits in heaven bless us with the next victory!"

"cheers!"

No one had sadness on his face, and everyone was full of excitement after the disaster. It was not that they were ruthless and unrighteous, but for these airborne soldiers, death was a common thing. The brothers who chatted and spanked together yesterday were likely to have their national flags when they came back from an airborne raid. Even worse, they were beaten by heavy firepower, and even the bones could not be found. If they were sad for the deceased every day, then the living would not be far from death.

Such a life has made them unreasonable open-minded about death.

Their comrades buried their bones in a foreign land exchanged for information stolen by a female agent affiliated with the Military Secret Service and her stolen from the enemy camp alone.

Originally, the commander of the "Polar Bear" also invited the agent to attend the celebration banquet, but she politely declined, and she had more important things to do.

"Director, the information has been obtained." The female agent pushed her glasses and inserted a magnetic disk into the transmission device. The information was transmitted to an inconspicuous light frigate of the besieged fleet through laser communication.

"Well... Is the central power station in this position... Are you sure this is not a false information distributed by the rebels?" After reading the information, the old man who was called the director asked cautiously.

"Absolutely no problem. This is the information dug from the bed of the rebel planet chief. This guy actually brought his mistress on the battlefield... No wonder he was suppressed and beaten by us. The rebels are rebels, and a group of small warlords cannot fight against our federal regular army at all."

"Then you weren't discovered in action, aren't you?"

"No. I imitated everything about his mistress, including her habits in bed, and with my ability to pretend, this guy thought I was his sweetheart the moment before I evacuated."

After shook his long hair, the female agent looked contemptuous.

"Well done... Oh, by the way." The director suddenly remembered something, "Did you show your true appearance to the airborne soldiers who brought you back?"

"This... Director, you also know that my ability is limited, and my time limit has passed when I escaped." The female agent stammered for the first time.

"So you know what to do, right?" The director looked gloomy.

"Members of the Military Aircraft Bureau can never let anyone know their true identity. That company will be killed in the next mission due to intelligence errors." The female agent answered very decisively, without any sympathy for her comrades.

"This is the best." The communication was hung up there.

The most poisonous thing is that of a woman’s heart! The director, who is a bird of a feather, cursed in his heart.

―June 10, 2257-

Several old-looking civilian ships quietly sailed into the besieged fleet and were warmly welcomed by the fleet.

The medium-sized transport ship with the hull number "Jingyun" is one of the members of the Federal Task Force. This task force, which is not numbered or even not recognized by the federal government, is composed of civilian ships, and the crew is all "civilians" - at least in writing. Their purpose is to smuggle military supplies into the siege fleet and other front-line colonies under the tight seal of the Liberty Alliance raid ships. The siege fleet has actually run out of ammunition and food, and the entire fleet has less than two weeks of food storage left, and the land war munitions are so scarce that they can only support a small battle.

At this moment, mosquitoes are the size of meat, not to mention that there are more than one million tons of grain and ammunition in all ships.

The reason why these smuggling ships are popular is also very simple. Letters of home, contraband in the military camp and other messy gadgets were all secretly asked by soldiers who had a good relationship with the captain when the smuggling ship arrived. Because the communication blockade of the Liberty Alliance almost has no connection with the earth, a letter of home that may last a whole year can comfort the soldiers' homesickness.

Every time at this time, the transfer and unloading ports of each warship are crowded with people, and they are waiting for their own gifts from the earth.

"Take it slowly, don't worry. Report your id, no one can do it." At the contact of the white fortress, a middle-aged couple with kind faces were filled with storage boxes, and they distributed the items they requested to the soldiers lined up like Santa Claus. Home letters, special local wine, and... Large-capacity love action movie disks. There are not women in the siege fleet, but in the end, there are more wolves and less meat. For most subordinate soldiers who cannot find a girlfriend, this thing has become a hot item.

The military police turned a blind eye to such an obvious violation of military discipline. This is not the earth, and everything is simple during wartime. Besides, they are still waiting for their own Bordeaux wine or love letters from their wives.

"mid7354659, Panny Murchilia." An ugly-looking female soldier walked to the table, but her voice was the enchanting female agent. If the members of the polar bear were here, they would have wondered why the beautiful agent would become such an ugly appearance.

"Huh?" The middle-aged husband, who had been very efficient, was stunned when he heard this voice, and then returned to his usual smiling face.

"Wait... I remember it was here... Well, I found it." After flipping through the box behind me, my husband took out a small disk marked with a special mark from it. In order to prevent it from being crushed, he also put a layer of anti-compression film on the outside.

"Here, your daughter left you a message." The husband smiled and handed the disk to the female agent.

"Lilith... is she okay?" A hint of nervousness appeared on the female agent's face.

"Don't worry, your daughter's condition is very stable. As long as you maintain enough treatment costs, modern medicine can continue her life." His wife, who had just finished processing another soldier's letter, comforted her.

"That's great..." The female agent patted her chest with ease, "By the way, this is the treatment fee for next few years, and I'm going to bother you." The female agent handed over a federal general financial card.

"Well, I did receive it. Please rest assured that as long as the ship can return to the earth safely, the money will definitely reach the doctor's hands with no fault." The husband firmly made a promise.

"thank you……"

The female agent wanted to say something, and the soldiers behind him had already started to make a fuss impatiently. The female agent hurriedly put away the disk and left the queue.

As for the polar bear company, a few of them also got their own special vodka after a long queue, and are now drinking with their best friends. It turns out that there will be a new airborne battle tomorrow, and maybe this will be the last drink.

――5:00 am on June 11, 2257? The Third Operational Intelligence Room of White Fortress-

"Everyone, I am Major Pandora Mercury. Now I am your tactical intelligence officer temporarily, responsible for explaining to you the basic information of the next battle and providing on-site intelligence support." The female agent who had recovered her true face stood on the podium and saluted the Polar Bear Airborne Company.

"This is the rebels' mobile defense map I got two days ago. It can be seen that the rebels were deployed in the central power station of Europa lie hidden underground in the D38. In order to avoid the lack of any armored troops deployed around our orbital reconnaissance, only internal infantry guarding it. Your mission is to break into the underground bunker and blast the central power station. Because there are still several mobile troops deployed nearby, please do not carry any heavy weapons, enter and exit quickly, and strive to end the battle within thirty minutes after landing. At that time, the fleet will send armed landing craft to pick you up. The airborne time is set at 6 o'clock, and you have one hour of equipment, so... who has any questions?"

"No, sir!" The officers and soldiers of the Polar Bear Airborne Company were fighting spirits. This kind of raid mission was a piece of cake for them. Of course, if the information was really the case.

On another main battleship, a capable company also received almost the same order. The difference is that their landing location was in Area B38, and the operation time was 6:30, and they were told that a suicide squad "voluntarily" cover their actions.

――6:00 am on June 11, 2257? The secret airdrop boat Ptolemy -

"Little ones! Fight hard this time and try to make everyone come back intact. The fleet commander has promised us that as long as this mission is successful, we will go to the colony of Io to have a full month of rest and rest. There are wine and women in the colony, and you can do whatever you want!" The female commander encouraged the morale of his subordinates.

"Ula!" The fully armed soldiers raised their guns and shouted. A month's vacation is the highest holiday in wartime, and it is a paradise for these soldiers suffering from war.

"Prepare to attack!"

――6:00 am on June 11, 2257? Jingyun set sail and debugging-

Turning on the radar, several small light spots appeared on the atmospheric image of Europa.

"There is an airdrop combat mission today..." The husband and captain sighed and pressed the button to calculate the landing point. Suddenly, the husband's pupils tightened.

"What are the intelligence agencies doing?! It's the center of the Europa colony!"

――6:15 am on June 11, 2257? Jingyun Bridge―

"The White Fortress called Jingyun. You deviated from the channel and headed towards Europa. Repeat, you deviated from the channel, please correct me!" A hurried warning sound came from the communication channel.

"The Jingyun called the White Fortress, and there was an error in your airdrop location. The Jingyun was rushing to rescue in accordance with Article 2 of the Federal Military Rules (not to be rescued if you are not allowed to die)." Her husband controlled the rudder and was about to forcibly break into Europa's artificial atmosphere.

"The White Fortress replied to Jingyun, there was no error in the airdrop location, no errors! Please immediately return to the normal route."

"Captain, this is the light frigate Scotland. This is our military aircraft agency's business. Don't interfere!" A confidential communication forced into the channel.

"You sent them over to seek death!" The husband roared.

"As far as I follow my orders, you are now a member of the Military Aircraft Bureau!" the director ordered toughly.

"Tsk!" The husband turned off the communication channel and the old transport ship fell straight towards the center of the enemy.

――6:20 am on June 11, 2257? Core area of ​​Europa Colony -

The meteor-like airdrop cabin fell rapidly in the rainy anti-aircraft artillery fire. From time to time, several of them were hit and exploded in the air, while the rest of the survivors smashed heavily on the ground.

"What the hell is going on?" The female commander crawled out of the airdrop cabin with dizzy head. It felt bad to land on the metal ground.

"Captain! Scorpio chariot!" The soldiers in the same cabin as the commander pulled the commander over and rolled and crawled behind a wall, and then the airdrop cabin was flooded by artillery fire.

"Major! Major! We are surrounded by heavy troops! Explain the situation to me. We are now asking for forced evacuation, repeat, and immediately request for forced evacuation support!" The commander also tried to contact the female agent who was supporting intelligence.

In the third combat intelligence room, the female agent listened to the commander's call for help and the wailing of other soldiers being killed, but did not respond.

"Damn it! We were dumped! Everyone has it, break through the scattered way! If you don't have it, surrender!" After several calls, the commander immediately realized their situation.

Unfortunately, the red-eyed Allied forces ignored the surrender requests of individual soldiers and smashed the polar bear company like money-free fire, while their Gauss rifles did not even have the ability to make a shallow pit for the armored vehicles.

The massacre continues.

――6:40 am on June 11, 2257? The core area of ​​the Europa colony -

The rebels were enjoying the pleasure of massacre when suddenly a new light appeared in the sky, and it was getting closer and closer to the battlefield.

"Hey hey!" A new chariot commander of a Liberty League witnessed this scene through a scanning device, "What's this?"

"Space Ship!" The veteran gunner recognized the light trace at a glance, "Run!"

It's too late!

Like an out-of-control train, the transport ships that forced landed forcibly made a dirt gap of more than ten kilometers on the Allied Front, and everything blocked along the road was crushed into powder.

"Bang!" The rear entrance of the transport ship opened with a bang.

"Federal, come up!" Due to the impact, the sound of the radio broadcast on the ship was a bit intermittent, but it sounded like a natural sound to the Polar Bear Company.

The Allied soldiers were stunned, watching the remaining Federal soldiers flee. At the same time, the central power station in the distance burst into flames, and all the air artillery fire was disabled.

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"Put into space suits and hide in the ice storage, we are about to take off!" The husband yelled at the communication inside the ship, pushing the power slot of the posture control engine. The huge space ship struggled on the ground for a few times and floated back.

"Next... life and death are fate!"

Shiver, trembling violently.

The only thing the 19 remaining soldiers who survived the Polar Bear Company's 200 people was trembling. Even though the refrigeration system was fully operational, the walls above the ice storage began to turn red like soldering irons, and the metal structures that became shattered due to the impact fell down.

"Bang!" A fiery red metal strip fell to the ground, and then bounced up again, slapped hard on the female commander's face.
To be continued...