"Command! This is the Ninth Fleet! We are under attack over Typhon! Requesting support!"
"Port side! IMC forces! We are encountering heavy resistance!"
"MAYDAY, MAYDAY, MAYDAY, this is Vanguard One, the aircraft is out of control! Repeat! The aircraft is out of control! Unable to predict the coordinates of the crash site!"
"Fire!"
"Fuck it, I can't see anything!"
"Chamber 5 is seriously depressurized! I repeat, cabin 5 is seriously depressurized!"
"Is there any hope?"
"The computer says we're dead!"
"Abandon ship! Repeat, abandon ship!"
"Quick! Get into the lifeboat! Quick!"
Sizzle, sizzle, sizzle............
A cacophony of shouts and cries filled the Border Rebellion's radio channels. Amidst the intense tension, a large number of lifeboats descended from Typhon's low-Earth orbit, scraping against the planet's atmosphere.
The protagonist of Titanfall 2, rifleman Jack Cooper, is among these life pods that have made an emergency landing.
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Chang Wei's vision flickered, and he felt severe pain all over his body.
His heart rate is very high and his breathing is very rapid. He must receive treatment immediately.
Not long after, in a daze, he heard the intelligent voice of the nurse sister in StarCraft 2.
"Emergency medical system activated... activated."
"Treatment Unit: Fleet Commander, Vice Admiral Chang Wei. Number 00001. Immediately administer a 20mg injection of stimulants and a single dose of nanomachine bugs."
The next second, Chang Wei felt two needles piercing his neck from within his power armor. Then his vision began to return to normal, and his whole body gradually regained strength.
His mind was in a mess as he staggered out of the wreckage of the crashed medical transport plane. The first thing that caught his eye was the large amount of spacecraft debris scattered around him, and the 50 good brothers lying on the ground, lifeless.
Exposed pipes dangled and swung, sending crackling currents and starting nearby fires.
Looking at the flames, Chang Wei instantly recalled his previous memories...
Upon his fleet's arrival on this world, he immediately contacted the Militia's Ninth Fleet, forming a coalition with them to attack the IMC-controlled planet Typhon.
Since the help of the Hyperion and Chang Wei's air force, the IMC was instantly defeated and soon lost air superiority over Typhon.
Seeing that the time was ripe, Chang Wei began to order his troops to conduct landing operations.
He himself also boarded a medical transport plane, ready to conduct a ground-based command under the protection of the mechanized army.
This... was both a learning experience and a test of one's own courage. Just like the renowned general of the Terran Empire, Lieutenant General Horace Warfield, he personally commanded the entire army at the front lines of every battle.
However, for some reason, he suddenly saw a violent white light coming from outside the window. Then, the medical transport plane that Chang Wei was riding in crashed into this forest canyon.
"System, what's going on? Didn't the IMC lose air superiority? How did I get shot down?"
The system quickly answered Chang Wei's question.
"Due to the Host's forceful intervention, the original plot was disrupted. The IMC, desperate, prematurely activated the Ark, an experimental device, targeting low-Earth orbit and certain planetary airspace."
"This is a space-time folding weapon. Although research has not yet been completed, it has caused temporal disturbances in the area. As a result, a large number of host and border resistance forces were forcibly transported to 18 hours later."
"In other words... Host, you and your troops have been separated. It will take 18 hours for them to come and rescue you! During this time, the host must learn to save himself and stay alive as long as possible!"
Oh shit!
Chang Wei's hands and feet suddenly went cold. What had he heard? You want a rookie machine gunner to survive on this dangerous planet, Typhon? Isn't that ridiculous? I've only been holding the Gauss rifle for four hours.
Chang Wei was a little panicked, and quickly began to check the 50-yuan brothers lying on the ground around him, hoping that at least a few of them were still alive.
But after checking, Chang Wei was still disappointed.
He had to accept the reality that he was the only survivor of the crash and that he had to survive the next 18 hours!
what to do?
Chang Wei asked the system again.
"System, am I the only one around? Where are the friendly forces?"
"I'm sorry, host. Your crash site deviates significantly from the drop location of other troops and is also far from your original target point. You've penetrated deep into IMC mercenary territory, surrounded by enemies! The situation is not optimistic."
"However, 30 kilometers southwest of you, there is a group of Militia riflemen and a small number of Titans. Their situation is similar to that of the Host. Their landing location was seriously deviated, and they are now being surrounded by the IMC. Among them is Rifleman Jack Cooper."
"Host, perhaps we can go over and reunite with them. This will increase the host's chance of survival!"
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