I farmed in military academy and crushed the entire intergalactic world.

Chapter 41 Insect God! My Eternal God
If the base wants to be destroyed, it must first drive Lin Xiaohe mad.

Lin Xiaohe has truly gone mad.

Her beloved baby Sweetie is about to wither for 48 hours, which means that she will lose Sweetie's protective shield in the next two days.

This must be a terrifying thing for someone who values ​​their life.

Faced with a life-threatening crisis, Lin Xiaohe chose to kill all the enemies first!
"kill!"

"Dudududu!"

"biubiubiu!"

Sweet Cannon and Bean's [Charged Rampage] is like the Grim Reaper's scythe, mercilessly reaping the lives of Imperial soldiers.

Imperial mechs and unmanned combat aircraft took off, accelerating to maximum speed, and fled to the other side of the Black Sea desert.

Breaking news!
The Federation has a deadly weapon that can actually swallow a nuclear bomb whole!
With red eyes, Lin Xiaohe stared at the red dot on the screen and kept firing until there were no more red dots in the base before she stopped.

"Xinbao, where is the naive and innocent young master?"

Xinbao planned out the shortest route.

The pink beetle mech climbed up and down a pile of ruins, finally stopping in front of a warehouse.

The slender forelimbs pushed open the warehouse door, revealing a group of military reporters who were holding their heads and looking like quails.

"Waaah, Mom, it's so scary, I want to go home." The naive young master burst into tears.

"I'm going to die, I'm going to die, I'm really going to die..." This is what a reporter who was driven mad with fear said.

“Death can be as heavy as Mount Tai or as light as a feather. The Federation will remember my sacrifice!” A reporter closed his eyes, raised his camera high, and decided to record the last moment of his life.

They waited for a long time, only to be greeted by the sickening sound of a door opening.

Lin Xiaohe was heartbroken; her sweetie...

Overwhelmed with grief, her voice sounded heavy and hoarse: "Military press corps? If so, say something."

Ah! That sound!
The reporters all looked up, staring blankly at the warehouse door.

What a magnificent yet tragic scene this was!

A pink beetle mech stands amidst the ruins.

Behind it are the smoke-filled ruins of the base, and the golden sunset casts a golden glow on the white smoke, making the whole scene look like a richly colored ink painting.

The cruelty and tragedy of war are vividly displayed at this moment.

Only that bright pink hue, as if cleaving through the fog, was breathtaking.

It is so powerful that it represents the hope of life!

The reporter holding the camera was trembling all over; he had recorded it! He had captured the most iconic moment of the Battle of Miluo Star!
"squeak!"

Everyone looked in the direction of the sound and saw that it was the naive and innocent young master.

Like a fledgling bird returning to its nest, he ran to the door and hugged the forelimbs of the pink beetle mech: "Squeak, squeak, squeak!"

Lin Xiaohe was completely bewildered. The naive and innocent young master was scared out of his wits? This had nothing to do with her; it was all the Empire's fault.

After confirming that the military press corps had no external injuries other than being frightened, Lin Xiaohe gently pushed aside the naive young master: "You guys wait here first, I'll go see what secrets the base is hiding."

Curiosity is in the nature of journalists, and they followed the pink beetle mech with cameras in hand.

The base's secret is that it's a prisoner-of-war camp that's like hell.

Hundreds of emaciated, ragged federal prisoners of war were kept together like livestock.

Hundreds of meters away from them was a mountain of corpses. The mangled bodies were piled on top of each other like building blocks.

Blood flowed down the corpse, forming red streams on the ground.

The blood dried under the scorching sun, leaving behind dark red marks and emitting a foul stench.

Lin Xiaohe was deeply shocked by this scene, and after the shock subsided, she gagged.

The press corps silently recorded everything before them with their cameras.

Lin Xiaohe operated the mecha to open the horizontal bar separating life and death, slowed her speech, and said firmly, "Federal soldiers, come out, you are free."

The surviving soldiers showed no joy or cheers; they simply walked out silently, standing numbly and blankly in front of the pink beetle mech, looking up at it.

Some people, however, seemed not to have heard Lin Xiaohe's words and continued to stay inside, clinging to the barbed wire and staring blankly outside.

There is no doubt that these federal soldiers have some mental issues and need psychological intervention.

"Damn it! The Empire has violated the prisoner-of-war pact!"

"Our Federation has never treated Imperial prisoners of war like this! This is a trampling of human life."

"I will expose the Empire's atrocities and let the entire Federation and the entire interstellar space see their wickedness!"

The press corps was furious; they could foresee how the entire federation would erupt in uproar once this scene was broadcast.

Lin Xiaohe sat motionless inside the mecha, wondering why these prisoners of war were staring at her like that.

The Federation soldier standing at the forefront had pale lips that trembled slightly, and his voice was so low it was almost a whisper, revealing an inexplicable weariness and heaviness.

His gaze was fixed on the cockpit of the pink Beetle, as if seeking confirmation: "Are we free?"

Lin Xiaohe affirmed in a serious tone, as if she were taking an oath to join the Party: "Yes, you are free."

Silence, nothing but silence.

Just as Lin Xiaohe was wondering if she had said something wrong, the leading soldier moved.

He extended his right hand, placed it on his chest, gave a standard military salute, and said loudly, "Sergeant Major Luo Ji of the 23rd Division of the Sixth Star Ring salutes you!"

"Sergeant Li Kai, Second Class, 8th Division, Sixth Star Ring, salutes you!"

"Sergeant Major Yan Kai of the 7th Division of the 6th Star Ring salutes you!"

……

The federal soldiers saluted the pink beetle in unison, their bewilderment and lifelessness gradually transforming into admiration for their hero.

This is a warrior who can take on an Imperial base single-handedly! This is a hero who rescued prisoners of war from an attack by hundreds of mechs!

Her appearance was like a shot in the arm, becoming a new faith for these prisoners of war.

So, please tell us your name, Insect God!
For a moment, Lin Xiaohe was at a loss.

The soldiers' gazes were so intense, seemingly able to penetrate the mechs, that they were so eager to know the true name of the Insect God.

Xinbao clapped her hands excitedly with two small leaves: "I knew it! Xiaohe is the best! Everyone knows you're the best! They all like you and admire you just like I do!"

A glimmer of light danced on DouDou's translucent pod. [Hmph, they have good taste. XiaoHe, tell them your name! The entire Miluo Star will shine because of your appearance. You will set sail from here to conquer the stars and the sea!]

Lin Xiaohe was so embarrassed by the praise that she almost blushed.

Her cheeks were rosy, but her eyes were bright and sparkling, as if they contained a galaxy.

"Lin Xiaohe, a military academy student from the Special Reconnaissance Battalion of the Fifth Division of the Sixth Star Ring, salutes you!"

A gust of wind dispersed the smoke behind them, and a round setting sun was only fit to serve as a backdrop to highlight the heroic figure of the pink Beetle mech!
This beautiful scene was captured by a military reporter and named "The Descent of the Insect God"!
(End of this chapter)