Sandstorms happen frequently in the desert.

The refugee liberation front, which is hidden in the underground base under the dunes, is not worried about this sudden sandstorm.

After living here for a long time, they have experienced fewer than hundreds of sandstorms, dozens of times. Compared to when they first arrived here, they could only passively stay on the surface and try their best to resist the past of sandstorms. Now they can stay on the underground base, drinking coffee leisurely, and talking about interesting things more comfortably.

The convoy gradually drove out from the underground passage beside it.

When the guards sitting on the side saw the convoy, they immediately threw away the cigarette butts in their hands and stood up to pay tribute to the car in the convoy where they were riding in the instructor.

With the whistling sound of the engine, the convoy gradually walked away and disappeared into the depths of this underground base.

"The instructor is back. Go and tell the comrades."

News from the guards spread throughout the underground base like a whirlwind, and also to the ears of the woman who was staying in a room at the base.

"He's finally back."

The woman looked up at the underground base outside the window and couldn't help but murmur.

As the instructor of the central figure, he didn't know all this, but even if he knew it, he wouldn't think there was anything.

This situation is no longer a common thing for him as a coach.

"Instructor, the journey is hard. The room is ready for you. Please take a break first and then make plans?" The instructor who walked off the car, a middle-aged man with a tall figure and a serious expression bowed slightly.

The instructor shook his head slightly and waved his hand and said, "No, it's not the time to rest. Let everyone come to see me. Now, perhaps it's a critical moment on our refugee liberation front."

"Yes. I'll do it right away." The middle-aged man nodded and responded respectfully.

However, before the middle-aged man could walk away a few steps, a roar suddenly came.

"boom!!!"

The roar was mixed with the dust that kept scattering from the dome and the increasingly violent vibration.

"ah!"

"What's going on!!"

"Quick!! Find out what's going on!!!"

The violent vibrations from the ground and the dust that fell faster and faster, almost made the shocking change that could not be done properly sweep the people of this underground base like a frenzy.

For a moment, screams, shouts, and the roar of the roar of the roaring car engines sang wildly above the underground base.

The instructor leaned down and maintained the center of gravity as much as possible during this violent vibration.

I saw him pulling the middle-aged man who fell aside and shouting: "Hurry up! Let's go to the command center!"

"Yes, yes! Instructor." The middle-aged man nodded quickly, gritted his teeth and stood up in the vibration of the ground.

"Instructor!!" Just as the instructor stood up and went to the command center with the middle-aged man, Olir, the girl who was lying on the ground, stretched out her right hand to the instructor. "Instructor, I'll go too!!"

However, after the instructor's body paused, he turned around and ruthlessly refused the girl's request.

"Oriel, you can't go to the command center. You go find it, you go to Katia."

“Guider!!”

In the girl's surprise, the figures of the instructor and the middle-aged man quickly disappeared on the back of the building, accompanied by several guards who stood up again.

Perhaps it is a coincidence,

After the instructor and others left, the earthquake-like vibration actually disappeared.

If it weren't for the dust scattered on the dome, perhaps the shock just now was just a dream.

The girl slowly stood up, looked silently at the direction where the instructor left for a while, then gradually turned around and ran towards a place in the underground base.

As the instructor hurried to the command center with his men, the tense atmosphere continued to hover over the command center and had not dissipated for a long time.

The initiator of this tension was the huge figure that was broadcast on the home screen.

I saw it,

In the yellow sand all over the sky,

The figure stood in the sandstorm like the darkness that Henggu existed here,

Even a sandstorm that is enough to swallow all life cannot erase its existence.

In the endless sand and dust, a cold light penetrated the barrier of the sand and projected straight towards the direction where the underground base was located.

This is an invitation to fight!

Although the instructor did not know the true identity of this black shadow, as a guard, he knew very well that the black shadow that looked like a sandstorm was sending him a signal of inviting him to fight.

"Is it the United Nations or the United States?" the instructor moved his head and looked at the intelligence controller sitting in front of the computer.

"Sorry!! Instructor! There is no information about this body in our intelligence database!" The intelligence controller looked ugly, but he continued: "The shock just now was caused by its attack."

The intelligence controller paused, swallowed, and said pale: "Before that, all the three defense lines we arranged around the base did not issue early warning signals."

"That is to say it slipped in while the sandstorm?" the instructor frowned.

"Maybe, but our three lines of defense have been carefully set up. With the current sand city storm, which is not too high, it cannot invalidate our lines of defense." The intelligence control personnel retorted loudly.

"Is that right?" The instructor did not mean to blame the intelligence control personnel. "Are there any tactical aircraft in the base?"

"Yes. Freedom Squad is in standby."

"Let them attack! Also, let them be careful. We don't know the depth of the enemy." Although the instructor knew that the black shadow was inviting him to fight, because he had been in a high position for many years, he had already understood the principle of protecting himself. He did not dare to take risks easily.

Soon, under the coordination of the command center, the standby free team rushed out of the underground base.

Under the cover of the yellow sand in the sky, he quickly surrounded the black shadow. Obviously, this was a battle policy of fighting with more and less. Perhaps, this was also a cautious manifestation of the Free Squad's cautiousness towards unknown targets.

The instructor looked at the sandstorm that suddenly became more violent on the screen in silence. For some reason, his heart did not relax a little because of the attack from the Free Squad, but instead became heavier.

At this time, the violent sandstorm covered the cameras placed in the hidden place, and swallowed the figure of the tactical aircraft team that was attacking.

For a moment, except for the only shot of yellow sand in the sky, the response to the tactical machine data return that was monitored in real time through the data link was constantly ringing.

"Didi..."

Silence came quietly in this rhythmic prompt sound.

Suddenly, a scream of exclamation teared the silence.

"Eliminate, Eliminate, the Freedom Squad is all destroyed!!"

"What?" An incredible exclaim also sounded. The members of the Free Squad are the most elite tactical aircraft guards in this underground base. Due to the particularity of the refugee liberation front, the number of tactical aircraft equipment is not large. Therefore, each guard is the precious combat power of the Liberation Front and is even more precious talent. In this case, they were all destroyed?!

"What's going on?" the instructor asked loudly with his hands holding the railing in front of him.

Since the camera was covered by yellow sand all over the sky, they could not know the situation of the Free Squad. Even by determining that the Free Squad was completely destroyed by signals, they could not know how they were completely destroyed.

"No, I don't know! The signal from the Free Squad just now was pretty good! Suddenly, all the signals were disconnected all at once!"

"all of a sudden?!"

"Yes! It's only about one to two seconds."

The instructor took two steps back, his eyes burst into struggle, and he looked at the sandstorm that had become thinner again. There, the black figure that existed like an ancient ancient one was still standing there.

This time, there was something more under its feet.

"Free Squad!!" Shocking sounded one after another.

There is no doubt that the thing under the feet of the Black Shadow is the tactical aircraft driven by the Freedom Squad.

I saw that there were lightning sparks of wild snakes dancing around the broken limbs of the wreckage. In the flashes of lightning, the instructor could even see the scars that would appear when they encountered a tragic blow.

"Prepare the tactical plane!! The opponent's target is me!!" The instructor gritted his teeth and said word by word.

"The instructor, no!! You must evacuate immediately!! We are here to stop him!!" As soon as the instructor said the words, he immediately attracted everyone's opposition.

The instructor slammed the table and shouted loudly: "Stop talking! The other party's target is me! From the beginning, the other party has been sending me a signal to invite me. If I don't fight, the other party may be chasing me until I die!!"

"Guider!!!"

"Quick! Prepare the tactical aircraft!!" The instructor decided to order again without any refusal!

Sandstorm, howling.

As the huge gate leading to the underground base gradually opened,

A MIG-21, painted with black, was holding a huge shield in his left hand and an assault gun in his right hand, rushed into the sandstorm with the roar of the engine.

At the same time, the black figure also walked out of the sandstorm and showed his true face to the instructor.

That was the body that was wrapped in a cold black metal shell except for the exposed head.

When this mysterious body took a step forward and came to the MIG-21 driven by the instructor, the cold black metal shell gradually opened and closed to both sides. Finally, it closed behind the mysterious body into a pair of black wings.

"This is not a tactical aircraft!!!" The instructor was stunned after looking at the true face of the black body stepping out of the yellow sand in the sky. But the next moment, a strange and familiar female voice suddenly rang in the communication channel.

After hearing this sound clearly, the instructor's face was difficult to control and showed an extremely complex emotion. There was fear, hatred, and resistance, but more were fear.

"Of course. Venerable Gundam is not comparable to those ragged tactical aircraft. It's been a long time since I saw you! The cute little lamb." She said.

"You, you are Beatres of the Werewolf Team!!!" A name that once made the instructor extremely scared appeared in the instructor's mind like lightning breaking through the sky.

"Haha! Still very smart? Theodor Eberbach, the little sheep."
To be continued...