Fury Ocean

The night is approaching, the valley is dark, but the sky has a strange brilliance-that is the anomaly produced by the meteorite particles burning in the atmosphere. ㈧㈠Chinese Network Ww┡W. 8⒈Ｚw. During the COM cloud tide, this kind of scene is quite frequent, but because there is only a line or a slice of sky in the valley, there are few opportunities to see it. In addition, because the size of the meteorite is usually not too large and the burning time is limited, people hurriedly glanced at the instant flashes they had exchanged for life and disappeared into the thick night sky like sauce.

In addition to the meteor, the light particles in the dense fog sometimes gather locally, forming a group of floating and hazy light bands, which are extremely diverse and imaginative. It is a pity that it is not a long-lasting beauty. When people pull out their emotions from their lungs, it sneaks away like a successful thief, and gathers darkness to block their faces.

These lights seen in the darkness are extremely precious. Without them, life would have the feeling that "the sky will never be bright", and it would be ridiculous, lost, or even hopeless in the vast misty sea. More importantly, they give precious life to the world like the sun. Although it cannot be seen directly by the naked eye, its own life in the air chases light and heat in a wonderful way. Every time the light converges, it means that a miracle is coming.

"Who's miracle?"

The overcast wind whistled, and the temperature had already dropped below the freezing point, but the ground had not yet frozen into ice under the geothermal warming. Compared to the bitter cold world outside, Yamamoto was thinking about a series of things that were born before, and he felt extremely heavy.

Born into the royal family, Yamamoto Masashi has few ambitions and is stricter than self-discipline. He has performed well since he was an adult and joined the army. Fate did not pay him special attention. Instead, he obstructed his ambitions in various ways in an unimaginable manner. Today, the valiant general is still undergoing "tempering" in the most difficult places and cannot enter. The upper ranks of the military world, let alone the core of power.

This is related to the status quo of Ji Peng Empire. The long rule and absolute rule created a huge royal system, flashy and extravagant styles prevailed, and then brought a heavy burden on the empire. The inevitable result of this is that the entire royal family is full of endless greed and ambition for the internal squeezing and external expansion. In this environment, generals like him, who are unmotivated, self-denying, and innovative and demotivating, will on the one hand become the darlings and pride of the empire, but they will not really be favored by those in power.

After all kinds of encounters and setbacks, Yamamoto eventually came to the Cape of Good Hope, representing the empire and the royal family to protect the frontiers, and it is also the place most likely to realize the aspirations of land expansion. In a once-in-a-lifetime event, the Hualong Federation made a large-scale march to promote the union of star theft and empire. Yamamoto knew deeply that this would fundamentally change the situation of the Cape of Good Hope. It was the best battlefield for the empire, and the best and most likely the last chance to realize his ambitions. Once it is done, no matter how unwilling those indulging and enjoying the same people can't stop themselves from climbing up the ladder and go straight to the top floor.

He also knew that the unit he was expecting to meet was opposite. Although its commander changed personnel, some people said that even though the 38th Division did not have a division commander, it was still the trump card in the army.

Myths will be broken by themselves-what could be more exciting than this?

The goal is near, and the process is huge. It is more difficult to cope with grief than imagined. The longer the delay here, the more likely the battlefield will change, and the loss and the psychological impact of the soldier will inevitably reduce the combat effectiveness. As a coalition commander, Yamamoto did everything he could. The main force was still struggling slowly in the dark. From time to time, he heard "mechanical falls", "personnel injuries", "equipment failure", and a series of bad news. .

Facing all kinds of difficulties, although Yamamoto tried to show calmness in front of everyone, his heart was not peaceful. At this moment, there was a sudden news in the front, Lord Blood Moon sent a butcher to answer, and the vanguard troops were about to leave the valley.

People are most afraid of not seeing hope in the dark. Everyone is ecstatic when they hear this, and Yamamoto is overjoyed because of this. But then, sudden changes followed one another, the earth trembled and the stone forest trembled, and the surrounding mountain walls seemed to tremble, causing serious injuries to the already tired and exhausted troops. When everything is calm again, the already chaotic team will become more embarrassed and almost completely lose its formation. Psychological fear will even make some people on the verge of collapse and it will take a long time to calm down.

During the riots, Yamamoto felt some unusual breath and was slightly worried.

As long as it is not stupid enough to be hopeless, any general will understand how important formation is in the dark, and chaos Nakayama forcibly drove the team to stop and regroup. At the same time, he asked Sharo to lead a squadron to check the relevant information about the butcher while keeping the pioneers on guard.

By the time everything was settled and the main team was back on the road, the time had passed for two hours.

At this moment, the report finally came forward, confirming the uneasy conjecture in Yamamoto's heart.

There are combat students in the Buddhist temple, and the enemy situation is unknown!

For the three-party coalition, there is nothing worse than this. On the contrary, for the Hualong Federation, there is no doubt that this is a miracle ... As long as the valley is blocked, the three-party coalition will be in peace with people when they occupy the sky However, it may fail due to geographical location, and may even fail completely.

The question now is, where do the ambush strikers come from, how many troops they have, what kind of service, and who leads them? Of course, the most important thing is, what exactly is the front?

After a little thought, Yamamoto ordered the troops to clear the obstacles with firepower and move forward.

With artillery fire, clearing a road in the darkness spreading over the stone pillars, the difficulty and consumption can be imagined. In addition, the explosion could lead to landslides-once so, the main force will face catastrophic disaster. However, the situation could not be hesitated. At that time, Yamamoto's most worried thing was not the outcome of the battle, but the death of the Valley Army by the federal army, and the coalition's plan was dead.

Decisive decisions have significant effects ... at least in the beginning. After the fire started, not only did the team advance significantly, but it also brought additional results. In the face of the powerful firepower created by modern technology, a large number of scary black beetle along the way died, reducing the burden on the team in disguise.

This bet saved Yamamoto at least an hour. When he was close to the position where the striker met the butcher, the team in front of him was short of ammunition and needed to be replenished or rotated. The good news is that despite some storms and waves along the way, the worst situation has never occurred. In terms of firepower, if we handle this time, we will be able to support going out of the valley.

This is almost a miracle!

Not wanting to slow down the progress because of disassembly and supplementation, Yamamoto ordered rotation back and forth, and waited to leave the valley before supplementing the first team. While the formation was being adjusted, a string of meteor fires rained just above the valley. Yamamoto felt something for a while, and couldn't help feeling who the miracle was.

Just at this time, the third report came.

The butcher and several forward soldiers re-entered the valley, confirming that the Buddhist ambush was performed by a small patrol unit of the Hualong Federation and has been defeated. At present, the forward forces are guarding Taniguchi to prevent the Federal Army, and they have sent butchers and coalition soldiers to report back and ask others to pass through the Buddhist temple to strengthen Taniguchi's position together.

"Have you checked their identities?" Yamamoto hurriedly asked after reporting the situation.

"Yes, Yamada is here too." Knowing what Yamamoto was worried about, the soldiers who reported reported seriously emphasized.

"... Yamada ..." A young face emerged from his mind. Yamamoto was slightly relieved, then frowned slightly, and asked, "Have you caught any captives?"

"Yes, it's interrogating ... the results should be detailed now."

Hearing here, the people around him breathed a sigh of relief, and hung their hearts back to their stomachs, but Yamamoto couldn't let it go, and his mood remained heavy.

After the appearance of the butcher, there were a series of problems. The appearance of the butcher was inherently problematic. The ambush ... the patrol unit ... Taniguchi ... linking all this, Yamamoto had a lot of questions, and then Gave birth to an incredible conjecture.

Shouldn't it be ... a trap?

After thinking about it from the beginning to the end, Yamamoto felt that it was too impossible, because to achieve this, it was necessary to wipe out the forward units in the Buddhist temple. It was reported that nearly 400 people had entered the Buddhist temple. How could so many powerful steel fighters not be able to return accurate information?

Asking himself, Yamamoto felt that it would take at least two thousand armors to achieve this.

The valley, including the Buddhist temple, simply couldn't hold so many mechas.

However, if it is a small unit patrol, why not choose to hold Taniguchi?

Yamada can't lie.

However, there is a weakness in his character, which is hard to protect from threats.

The butcher is fierce and deceitful, but he is only a malformed star thief. If he is caught, he will not defect to the Federation.

If he really defected, how dare he turn around again?

The information reported was incomplete, and some details that Yamamoto wanted to know were not even clear to the soldiers in front. If we infer only from the aspect of reason, there are two sides to each side, each with its own reason and basis.

After thinking about it, Yamamoto finally asked, "What's the butcher's explanation for that ambush?"

"The butcher said that he had been followed by a master before, and thought he would get rid of it, but according to what happened later, it didn't seem to be done." The soldier thought about it, adding: "Because of this, Sharo mocked the butcher and boasted about himself in the past. What happened, but now it is being tracked silently, causing the coalition forces to be ambushed. "

Star thieves, empires, and hostilities in the past suddenly joined forces, and they didn't look good to each other. It was common for soldiers to expose each other, mock, and even abuse and fight. The respective leaders of the three parties will restrain their opponents and will not be allowed to make matters bigger. At this moment, Yamamoto didn't notice this. What he thought was that if the butcher did not betray, the ambush could only be explained in this way.

I don't know why, after hearing this, Yamamoto felt uneasy and asked a few more questions.

"How did the butcher react?"

"Response?" The returning soldier froze, and replied, "The butcher is a little bit ashamed, apologizes, otherwise ... it seems nothing."

"Ashamed? Apologize!"

A cold current invaded the heart, and Yamamoto made a case. "Saro, this rice bucket, waste!"

If it wasn't for his anger to the extreme, Yamamoto wouldn't insult the Huffman Allied Commander and his deputy as such; for this reason, his emotions were too strong and he was about to lose his mind.

The battlefield situation is complex and changeable, and even absurd plots may be born. However, human nature cannot be changed ... How can the butcher be ashamed? How could it be mocked honestly?

He also apologized ... he has the word apology in his heart?

The domino fell down and brought a series of chain reactions. Yamamoto immediately thought of numerous possibilities. Finally, there was almost nothing that could happen. The voice was like a moan from a dying person.

There are too many unreasonable things in the whole thing. If you can stay out of the matter, you can infer that the butcher has a problem. The reason why Yamamoto hesitated was that he still had one of the strongest pillars and guarantees in his heart. It was crushing like a fallen mountain at the moment, making it difficult to breathe.

"... Master Blood Moon ..."

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In Ji Peng, Baqi secretly endured like a war **** in the eyes of the Federation, with a totem. Because the butcher was under the banner of Blood Moon, Yamamoto could not, or even dare to doubt, on the contrary tried to find reasons for it. Right now, since there must be a change in the butcher, it means that there must be something wrong with the blood moon sunset.

As a royal family, Yamamoto is qualified to understand some secrets that ordinary people can hardly know. He clearly remembers that when the Lord Martial Art died overseas, His Majesty the Emperor was very angry and distressed, so there were countless people who were implicated and died. Eight. If the Blood Moon Master is unpredictable, as a promoter of the tripartite alliance and commander of the battlefield, he will inevitably get rid of the relationship.

"Notify Charo, be sure to stay butcher!"

At this point, Yamamoto is no longer concerned about the safety of the striker, but to keep the culprit. In his judgment, it was impossible for Master Xueyue to have an accident unless the butcher took the initiative ... and he was convinced that the upper empire, including the emperor, knew the same thing after he learned of the incident.

The butcher must be seized, otherwise, waiting for oneself will not only be a loss of future, but also an anxiety for his life.

Numerous thoughts flashed in his mind for a moment, Yamamoto could not care about Sha Luo and the pioneer, and hurriedly ordered.

"Quick, add ..."

Just at this time.

boom!

Boom boom!

Several explosions came one after another, the earthquake trembled, the thunder thundered suddenly, and the storm swept through everything, like the cold tide pouring back. In the shock, at first people thought that the front was opening in gravel again. However, as the roar continued and the noise started, an unstoppable chaos came back from the front and led to the army in a very short time.

"A fight!"

"The emperor team attacked us, the Blue Ocean brothers ... Ah!"

"Huffman, Huffman is spy!"

"They're going to kill us all in one go!"

"Suicide mech, be careful!"

"Beware of Ji Peng, they fight on both sides."

Screaming, exclaiming, the sound waves sent by the mecha megaphone echoed in the valley, and there was an extraordinarily strong whistle sound like a sharp arrow through the wind and waves, the distance that can be transmitted is imaginary.

As for what is called, one word: chaos.

You don't need to look at it, this is the most worrying thing for any coalition force: internal conflict!

"what happened?"

The riots are temporarily far away, but the speed of passing is extremely fast. Through shouts and pedaling sounds unique to mecha when running, people can easily judge that chaotic teams are approaching, and as more people join along the way, they become more and more intense, becoming Torrent. Even more terrible than this, the marching coalition was about to move. Soldiers belonging to different camps were looking for their companions. Although not as chaotic as before, they had begun to guard.

This is an inevitable result. As an opponent who has fought for many years, how can he put down his hatred so quickly and hold hands like a brother.

The rhythm of the crash.

"Oops!"

In the cockpit, Yamamoto's face turned pale under the light of the screen. Without thinking, the order had come out of his mouth.

"Law enforcement team!"

Not far away, more than a dozen mechas emerged from the crowd, speeding through their companions to the accident site. At the same time, Yamamoto ordered the officers to pay attention to restrain his men, and called Star Thief and Lieutenant General Huffman to stand side by side, thereby consolidating the alliance's friendship.

"The whole team, push slowly. No matter who they meet, intercept them in place."

The so-called flat push is to use mecha to make the wall, and slowly advance like the square matrix of ancient military land. Yamamoto knew deeply that the most important thing at present is not to investigate the cause of the riot, but to stop it.

The idea was correct and the order was reasonable, but due to a detail, the team did not go well. Previously, the Chinese army was undergoing a rotation before and after. The front team was replaced by a team with sufficient energy and firepower. Suddenly, the entire team had to push evenly. The difficulties encountered can be imagined.

Crossing such a narrow place in a valley is not easy. When the riots started, the giant mech rubbed his shoulders and bumped. Even more annoying is that the psychology of the coalition soldiers has been affected by the riots. Hesitation is hesitant and rough when fighting, even if officers try to suppress it, after all, friction cannot be avoided.

Even law enforcement teams cannot be completely awesome.

"Let's go, let's go first!"

"Why do you live first?"

"Let's not let?"

"Step aside!"

The fire was booming, the glory gradually became apparent, and the voice of the riots from near to far. The exhausted soldiers were anxious to retreat, and the order was forwarded, and the law enforcement team went forward with one heart. conflict. In normal times, such disputes are harmless, but at the moment, they can't afford to delay every minute.

The flares flew up to the sky one by one, and the heavy lighthouse slowly moved forward. Under the bleak white light, a steel giant was struggling to line up as if it were a ghost in hell. Witnessing the slow pace of soldiers, Yamamoto had to temporarily act as a traffic policeman, squeezing instructions from the anxious mood.

"Ono, order your men to stick to the wall."

"The ghosts retreat first."

"Kiel, the whole team is on standby."

"Don't violate military orders!"

Yamamoto is an excellent general. At this time, he not only separated the three teams that were mixed together, but also took care of their emotions. The Star Thief is selfless and lacks discipline. He should first withdraw to the rear to maintain stability. The Huffmans are brave and hard-working; they are not soft and hard; the rest are their own subordinates. Not too fit.

After a lot of nervousness, the law enforcement team with a prominent mark on the helmet rushed to the front of the team, and the Chinese army was almost sorted out. Yamamoto was quite surprised. The magnetic field in this area has weakened and the scanning range is quite wide .

Only these can be comforted. When Yamamoto was fortunate, the sharp whistle and roar came as expected, and a familiar beast, a fierce bird, rushed out of the shadows, like a tide of beasts.

In this operation, the soldiers of the two empires cannot appear in the name of the country, but play the role of star thieves. In terms of equipment, except for some special people, the mechs are provided by Ji Peng Empire uniformly, but in order to distinguish each other at a glance, the mechs are marked on the surface. For example, the painting of the Star Thief is an eagle, which symbolizes the free navigation of the interstellar, Ji Peng and Huffman are snakes and bears, respectively ... Everyone understands that this is superficial work.

Rarely had the opportunity to show their personality, soldiers flirted with imagination, marking all places where they could draw. Anyway, it is pretending to be a star theft, and there is no stipulation on how much to paint on it. Then it became like this, under the light of the lights, those mechas rushed over like real beasts. Although they ran away, they were also magnificent.

"stop!"

"Myself, don't fire."

"Help!"

"There is a chase!"

Even in this chaotic situation, some fled emperors still remembered the ruthless military law and sent out contact signals. In contrast, Star Thief's soldiers performed much worse. When they ran away, they rushed to the front, screaming with loudspeakers in their mouths, regardless of who was standing in front of them.

In the face of this situation, the law enforcement team raised the muzzle while giving a severe warning, waiting for the order of the official.

At the critical moment, Yamamoto felt hesitant.

This should not be born to him, but it is reasonable, because he is not only facing Ji Peng soldiers, but also star thieves, Huffman League ** people, once the firing order is issued, the ghost knows what situation will evolve.

With hope in his heart, Yamamoto hesitated for about five seconds until ... he saw two distinctive mechs and a few vaguely screams.

Scanning could not see the painting of the fuselage, but it could show the shape and height, the two mechas mixed in the tide were shorter, their bodies were bloated, like a fat man.

"Be careful, they are fake ..."

A short shout came from a distance, and it was interrupted as soon as it came out, as if the chicken and duck had their necks cut. Yamamoto was suddenly shocked, and saw more when he stared.

Thirty or forty mechs that escaped seemed to be chaos, but they were rushing, and there was no battle between them. They rushed so fast that they left the battle far behind, and until the side was approaching the law enforcement front, the chaos there appeared. At this time, Yamamoto saw some steel fighters appearing flashing, with very different modeling movements from the coalition forces.

"That's ... Gale?"

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...

"Gust!"

Like a bang and a gimmick, Yamamoto reacted instantly, shouting instructions.

"Fire!"

"kill!"

I ca n’t tell who ’s voice, or who ’s going to fire first. Instantly, the area between the law enforcement team and the mech rushing across was filled with the light of death. After a series of explosions, the mech burst and Loud noise.

Surprisingly, all of the fallen were Mechs of the law enforcement team, with five full. Except for a few people who understand how to give birth to this result, most people are just shocked and confused. As far as the formation is concerned, law enforcement team members are neatly arranged, and the performance of the special mechas is also good. On the contrary, the mechas that have escaped are in a mess, and many mechas impact along the same path, and they cannot join the attack at all.

The actual situation is this. The two sides seem to be engaged in an offensive. The law enforcement team's intention is to warn rather than kill. The fire is scattered. Some people even raise or lower the muzzle to avoid accidental injuries. On the other side, the escaping mechas seemed to be negotiated in advance, not only being able to dodge flexibly, but also fixedly attacking fixed opponents; not only that, the front and back rows made room by sideways, twisting, leaning and jumping. About a dozen mechas, almost every one joined the attack.

The number advantage plus the concentration of firepower, the targeted law enforcement team's mech was set by four or five opponents, and the protective cover was instantly burst. Until they fell down after being hit by artillery fire, the people around and behind them still couldn't understand how the deserted soldiers in the barn could be so bold and so fierce.

"Mingxiong!"

A brief loss of sorrow, a sorrow from the law enforcement team members, and then the organic armour rushed out of its supposedly stubborn position, trying to save the comrade who had made a good relationship, perhaps with relatives. At the same time, the two chubby mechs in the collapse suddenly increased, rushing along the missing channel of gunfire,

The undulating ground is full of stones, black dots are flying under the white and miserable lights, and the yelling wind is circling around like evil spirits. All these cannot stop their pace. The two fat fat mechs are extremely violent and extremely light. Stance rushed through the gap, and then rushed into the law enforcement camp.

The roar of the engine was mixed with the sharp whistle, which could not cover the steel collision and produced a loud noise. The mech trying to save the comrades was directly knocked into the air. The body of dozens of tons was drawn in an arc and rolled to the side. Three companions were affected. What dazzled me was that, with such a fierce collision, the mech that caused the disaster didn't even reduce the degree, and continued to rush on the original track.

He came towards the front of the Chinese army, like a leopard rushing towards his prey. Next to him, another slightly fat mech was slightly behind, and the torch of light dragged the skull of a law enforcement mech easily. At the same time, more deserters rushed across the firefighting area and a violent attack, the law enforcement team was removed.

too fast!

Long-range crossfire, they are like practice shooting targets, the goal is consistent, and the operation is accurate. When they came close to the attack, they turned into a group of hyenas, besieged up and down, left and right, and siege bites, and then smashed a solid mech into parts. When the in-person goal is resolved, no one will chase the near-to-be-obtained results, but will continue to assault like the two mechs leading the team.

It is particularly infuriating that even when attacking the law enforcement team, those people still do not forget to yell, scream or scream, or anger, or cursing, or begging. Fear is instilled in everyone's heart.

"Asshole, don't fight!"

"Jipeng Guizi, I'm an Iron Rider!"

Among the shouts, there were a few guys who were extraordinarily insignificant, and the words were strange and fast, but the words were clear and clear, which sometimes made him feel that he was shouting at several people at the same time, and the content was very attractive.

"It's me, my brother!"

"Poison widows are my best friends. Do you dare to fight?"

"Fuck, my mother fights with you!"

People who don't know will think this is a group of lunatics, neuroses and perverts. Only by witnessing it at the scene can they truly appreciate the power of these people. Especially those who are in the forefront of the camp, seeing the powerful fighters of the law enforcement team as others pinch and kill with ease, confidence shakes and even collapses in an instant.

Fools can see that this group of people and the three-party coalition soldiers are not at the same level at all. To stop or destroy them, they can only be piled up in quantities.

There is no doubt that quantity is the greatest advantage of the coalition forces. However, as far as the current situation is concerned, the line-up soldiers do not know this. When everyone realizes that these "defeated soldiers" are camouflaged by the enemy, the mind subconsciously flashes the thought: finished.

No one, including Masaru Yamamoto, believes that his opponent has only dozens of mechas, and there must be an army behind him. This raid is the total attack. From a certain perspective, everyone's judgment was correct. After the striker was resolved, Niuben took pains to create this "inner strike" attack, and the goal was to defeat the Chinese army.

One hundred to three thousand, the sword split the long snake.

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"All firepower stops the opponent."

Witnessing that the law enforcement team was wiped out by chopping vegetables, Yamamoto was shocked but not panicked, and even a little excited. He knows that there are advantages and disadvantages to this kind of place in the valley. Although the opponent's attack caught him off guard, he also gave himself a chance; if they used a blocking strategy to stay in Taniguchi, they would be really helpless, and this plan is doomed.

For whatever reason, Yamamoto couldn't accept that result ... if it couldn't be exchanged, he would rather die.

With an order, the bullet rain came like a locust, and the whole valley instantly became a purgatory oven.

White light, flames, black soil, rubble, and overcast wind; blood, anger, heavy smoke, and swordmang. When all these are intertwined, the picture becomes extremely weird. One by one, huge steel monsters shuttle through the fire, dodge flexibly, use limited obstacles to avoid the fire, and then fight back.

"smoke bomb."

"Electromagnetic interference."

More than a dozen missiles tore the light, exploded after landing, and the rising smoke cut off the line of sight; more electromagnetic bombs were fired at the same time, which interfered with the opponent and also restricted their own ... Of course, the attacker did not Don't care about that.

"Keep lighting, all firepower. Kiel takes your men to intercept, Ono is ready to fight back."

In the cockpit, the original scan screen was full of snowflakes, and there were noisy noises. Yamamoto secretly rejoiced while giving out tactical instructions.

The wind is strong enough that the smoke won't last long. Due to the previous clearance, the number of stone pillars in the valley was greatly reduced, and the mechs that rushed were completely exposed to the fire. This kind of place is good for defense. Even if the sight is blocked by smoke, as long as the firepower is sufficient, blind shots can block the road. Unfortunately, due to the lack of width in the valley, it is difficult for the enemy to launch its own firepower. Of course, the opponent will also lack the evasion space and can only charge against the rain.

Can they rush over ... This question need not be considered for the time being. Yamamoto is hesitant to do more now.

After a moment's groaning, he made an extremely difficult decision for the rest of his life: the bigger picture.

"Ono, order your troops to extend the artillery and bombard the corner of the valley road in front of the raiders."

"Yes!"

"what?"

Ono's response came at the same time as others' doubts, and an angry voice echoed in the cockpit.

"There are our people there!" The Huffmans had a hard time preempting.

"And our brethren." Star theft followed.

"But there are more enemies there." Yamamoto gave reasons.

"But they are fighting, Chief Sharo is fighting, you will kill them together!" Sharo was not there, and Kiel's voice was almost roaring.

"They are not fighting, they are being slaughtered." The first wave of artillery has been fired, Yamamoto's indifferent voice said: "No matter who is there, in the end, it will be either killed or arrested. It is better to take advantage of this opportunity to damage the opponent and seal the road. "

"but......"

"Don't say anything more, but this is a military order!" After indifferent refusal, Yamamoto repressed his irritability and slowed his tone. "Remember that you are a soldier, not a bandit. And I believe that in that situation, Sharo would be willing to The country consecrated. "

This is a polite statement. If Kiel is not a coalition, or if he is not from the true ally Huffman, Yamamoto will tell him straightforwardly: Charo is dead, and he has made a serious mistake that should not be made, **** it.

Hearing these words, Kiel stopped speaking, but he couldn't calm down with heavy breathing. Yamamoto was a little worried at first, but as the situation on the battlefield quickly evolved, his energy quickly moved elsewhere. At this moment, what he didn't know was that after listening to the interpretation of the order, a group of people in the military formation were pondering privately and discussing with each other in a way that outsiders could not understand.

"See, no, this is how the imperialists behave. We do the dirty work, and don't treat us as humans."

"When it doesn't matter. I just want to know, what are we doing so hard for?"

"Dedicated to the country, I'm not a country."

"For money? For the site? For the women? Yes, what did they give us?"

"Ghost, what do you mean?"

"Wait and see again."

A voice concluded, looking particularly vicious: "Look if they can't stop it."

The commotion gradually subsided, but the storm was brewing secretly.

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Three hundred meters of passages exploded one after another. The rocks were shot like rain. Numerous black beetle were hit by the dust and splattered an acidic body fluid. For a period of time, green flowers bloomed in the crossfire zone. Whether it was steel or physical, it was a smoke.

Gudao is generally good for the defender, but for the attacker, there are several points that are fortunate. Occupy the attacker first. Second, during the advance of the coalition, the heavy mechs could not keep pace and fell far behind. Third, the entire coalition was not completed yet. At this moment, it was blocked in the mechs on the front. , Energy is not enough.

Finally, the terrain in the valley is extremely restricted and there are various interferences. In order to ensure contact and sight, the distance between the law enforcement team and the Chinese army camp is not far.

In the short 300-meter valley road, the raid team paid a great price. Some people shook their shields, some lost their shields and were injured. More organic armor fell on the way. They can no longer get up and join the battle. : No one stopped and no one turned around.

Dozens of mechs all the way forward, swooping on the city wall that was also made of steel giants.

The sword must be long, and the blade must be sharp enough. There is no doubt that the two chubby mechs are the blades of this knife. When they rushed across the middle zone, the situation changed accordingly.

boom!

As before, the mutation started from the impact as usual, almost at the same time as the opponent rushed out of the smoke, the alloy shield red by the gunfire had already flew out. The mech in front failed to respond, and his body was lifted.

Without any pause, the slightly fat mech rushed into the gap, waved the knife to split a mech who had just turned around after hearing the sound, his body pulled back and vacated, jumping high.

No flying wing was installed on the body, but it jumped so high and so far, kicking a mech's head with its feet halfway to the back. With countless pairs of shocked eyes, the mech crossed the crowd and eventually landed near the lighthouse, which was temporarily constructed in the middle.

That was one of the main light sources on the battlefield. It was originally a special equipment that Yamamoto prepared to pass through the ghosts and worries, and also prepared for future battles in the fog. To ensure safety, the lighthouse is not only equipped with energy shields like mechas, but also has four mechas to guard it. However, in actual use, due to the terrain limitation, it was not possible to keep up with the order until the fire was ordered to open the road. This cumbersome machine came in handy. At the moment, its glare becomes a weapon, and the assaulter's difficulty is no less than that of a cannon.

The black mech came for it. After the figure landed, he first turned the mech close to him with one foot, and at the same time waved the knife to drive the other mech back. The body rotated and moved sideways by eight steps. Arrive at the base of the lighthouse.

"Stop him!"

The remaining two **** mechs should not rush over, but they could not stop the tragedy. The black mech drew their swords and pulled their guns and threw them in a standard throwing attitude.

The spear looks like a black crazy dragon, piercing the headlight and piercing the base of the headlight. In the next second, it seems that there are countless miniature bombs detonating at the same time.

Without this lamp, the battlefield was darkened. At the same time, another chubby mech followed closely behind, with the hinge flying high, bouncing around like a snake.

Like the previous mech, his attack was not to kill, but to extinguish the lights. Each time the hinge is retracted, a mecha headlamp is always exploded. The overall feeling is like a star being taken off.

"smoke bomb!"

"Fluorescent bomb!"

It was another dense bullet rain. At the same time, the place where the investment was made was in the military array. As a dense smoke rose and spread, the arranged military array was gradually shrouded in dense smoke. Taking advantage of the fact that the fire net is no longer dense, the assaulting mech broke into the array, rushed into the thick smoke, and became one with the opponent.

The flares can tear the night, but they are powerless against the smoke created by human beings. Looking down from the air, I can only see the thick smoke rolling endlessly, and the huge figures inside are crisscrossing, and they can no longer distinguish each other. Then, as the fluorescent bomb exploded, silver powder sprayed down from the sky, coating the mech in the smoke with a layer of silver.

Fluorescent bombs are not for the light, but for the light of the mech. The mech with the phosphor powder is extremely "eye-catching" in the smoke, and it will bring dramatic changes soon.

"Be careful, the enemy is covered with powder." The alert soldier warned loudly.

"The only thing without powder is that they attack us by this." Someone retorted angrily.

"Nonsense, I didn't bring any powder, why didn't I attack you." The soldier who warned retorted again.

"Then you die."

The talking mech screamed, wielding the ion light knife and directly tearing his mech cockpit.

Here, a powdered mech kills one without powder, while on the other side, one without powder kills one with powder. At first, this kind of killing only occurred deliberately between opponents. With more and more fallen mechas, chaos gradually became difficult to control. With and without powder, the enemy was everywhere, everywhere.

"Rope, it's me!"

"Old, come with me."

"Ji Peng is crazy, everyone runs!"

"Yamamoto is dead!"

Who is Ropp and which is Laolai? Who is the enemy and who is friendly? Who is the Star Thief and who is the Soldier? No one can distinguish in this case. One can only see that the flickering star points in the dense fog are rapidly decreasing, and the harsh whistle and a scream of a barn scream are mixed, spreading forward at an extremely rapid degree.

It is another smoke bomb opening the road, it is a fluorescent powder spraying, it is also a quarrel and scolding, and it is inevitable that it will eventually evolve into a fight and a fight. The sharp whistle never stayed in one place for three seconds, and never stopped because of being blocked. Even if there were easy-to-find battle results around them, they were unwilling to delay time. As for the two leading black mechs, they were simply two demon heads, rushing all the way, but there was no one.

Wherever the whistle goes, the armor will fall to the ground, and where the smoke spreads, it will become a mess that can't be solved. Even if the whistle passes completely, the person in the smoke will actively find more opponents, yell in haste, and attack.

After a while, the whistle spread further, and the flare disappeared. As darkness returned, some of the tortured soldiers collapsed and began to escape.

One was the second, the third, the fourth. As the number of escaping soldiers increased, the remaining people had to figure out some problems in a very short time.

I do n’t run, will others run?

Someone ran away, I stayed ... who to fight with?

If I go on like this, wouldn't I become their ghost?

In the end, everyone started to run. Strangely, when they ran away, they did not expect that they were actually chasing those fierce enemies and being chased by more fierce people.

When hesitated before, dozens of mechs rushed over again after the smoke. Unlike those before, they were painted with eye-catching federal marks, and the red lines looked like blood vessels bursting out of the body.

"kill!"

At the head is an extremely huge knife. The shouting killer is actually a woman. Around and behind him, dozens of sounds are amplified by the loudspeaker and gathered together like a torrent.

"Kill the Ji Peng Devil!"

"****!"

Hearing this majestic, tidy, unclear call from a hundred or a thousand people, and seeing the riots spreading like an unstoppable plague and a raging wave, the ghost had a decision in his heart and soon used himself Way out of instructions.

"Brothers, withdraw!"

In the dark, the first formed formation quietly retreated, leaving a huge gap in place. When the surrounding team was in the right condition, the smoke had rushed to the previous position of the ghost under the leadership of two black mechs, and was not hindered at all.

Going forward, the heavy-duty team responsible for transporting the main material and infantry is looking forward.

There is success.

...

... (To be continued.)