Visonia No. 3 Frontier Outpost.

The star field invaded by aliens is still far away from here.

However, the frontier outpost that received the order entered a first-level alert state.

Foer is an insignificant mecha warrior in the "United Nations of the Alliance".

In fact, the status of the mecha warrior in the "United Nations of the Star Alliance" is very embarrassing.

In war on the surface of the planet, mechas are dispatched to kill mosquitoes, and ordinary landing combat team members are enough to settle the rebellion of any race.

In cosmic warfare, due to the low energy defense intensity, mecha energy endurance and limited lethality, mecha warriors have almost no use in the starry sky.

At least, in the daily exercises of the "Star Covenant United Nations", the mecha warriors are an embarrassing group.

It seems that they are really needed in some special times.

Keep them, it seems useless.

In this case, in the large and small bases on the surface of the planet, mecha warriors are master soldiers, and they don’t have to do anything except training, but are treated much better than special forces.

In the fleet, the mecha warriors' more mission is to carry out daily maintenance of the hull, which is completely unbearable to the battle.

It is precisely because of this that when the frontier outpost, which has poor defensive power, requested some support when he needed some support, Fur, who was already bored and was about to suffocate, took the initiative to apply to the base and brought his mecha team to the frontier outpost of Visonia No. 3.

"I dare to swear to the Star God that there must be something wrong with that Willy."

"I saw it transported to Area 7 for two units of frozen meat."

"No one is stationed in Area 7."

"And two days later, he arranged four units of frozen meat and transported it over."

"Star God is on the way, what did Willy raise in Area 7? Is a woman in the entire brigade organized? Or a giant beast?"

In the interstellar medium area where the Visonia 3 frontier outpost is located, three silver-white mechas are flying in the void not far from the outpost.

There were three mechas distributed in the shape of "公"; one of them activated instant short-range communication and sent messages to the other two.

Such communication is quite secret.

In the Visonia III frontier outpost, or near it, any electronic information exchange will be captured by the outpost. At such a time, the mecha warriors who come to support question the senior commander and technical director of the outpost, which will definitely cause disputes or even turmoil.

"I also think all the problems with Visonia 3 frontier post. When we first came, we saw that March. He glanced at me and I felt like I was being scandaled by a ferocious beast."

"Boss, you also know that in the words of the Sperm, I am a natural sensitive body and have a certain premonition of danger."

"So, I think Visonia 3 frontier outpost is not only as Tok said, but that Willy is problematic, but even that March is not normal."

Another mecha responded immediately.

"Daily routine tasks, don't be distracted."

The third mecha, the captain of this mecha team, Fuer, rebuked lightly.

"But only here can we communicate this issue."

"When I get back to the outpost, there are people everywhere and surveillance equipment everywhere, where is there any chance."

Thor, who first raised this topic, said unwillingly.

Sitting in the mecha cabin, wearing a driving suit connected to various wires, Fuer's brow frowned slightly.

In fact, on the first day he arrived at the Visonia Frontier Outpost, he felt the problem.

March was too calm, or too cold.

In order to welcome the arrival of the mecha team, the outpost held a special cocktail party.

Most of the people in the insecurity post, they maintain absolute enthusiasm, including the March and Willie they just mentioned.

However, the enthusiasm of these two people is like the ultra-low temperature flames emerging from the surface of solid ice.

No matter how enthusiastic their words are, anyone can feel the coldness in their bones or the indifference that keeps people from thousands of miles away.

"After I go back, I will hold a defensive battle here based on the reasons for the drill."

"At that time, you will play the role of the attacker. At that time, you only need to attack the No. 7 area, and I will naturally defend."

"In accordance with the laws of the United Nations, March and Willy can only cooperate but not interfere. So you can tell at a glance whether the area seven or whether they have any problems."

After thinking for a while, Full made a decision.

“Good idea.”

Toke immediately agreed.

"That's it."

Another mecha warrior did not object.

The next patrol was completely dealing with the matter. Fuer took his two subordinates and then returned to the frontier outpost.

"There is no need for this. If the aliens really invade here, we will be the castle piled up by children on the beach in front of the giant waves. Not to mention a mecha team, it would be useless to replace it with a fleet."

“The meaning of our existence here is observation and reporting.”

"If we can pass this information out at the moment when the alien appears, we will complete the task."

After receiving the battle drill report from Fuer, March responded expressionlessly.

"The meaning of your existence here is observation and reporting."

"And the meaning of our War Fire Mecha Squad here is to fight."

"If you have any objections to my decision, you can report it up."

"The battle drill will begin soon, you must cooperate immediately."

Fuer also said expressionlessly.

"I still have reservations about this battle drill."

"If you insist on doing this, I hope you have enough courage to bear the consequences."

Speaking of this, March ended the communication.

With a cold snorting, Fuer looked at the mecha team in front of him.

Thirty new "lightning" models of mechas were lined up in front of him, and the silver-white fuselage was shining with mercury-like streamers under the reflection of the high-power lights on the top of the hangar.

"Tork, you lead the first team to pretend to attack."

"Sis, you lead the second team to defend."

"And myself, I am the mobile observer for this battle drill."

Foer gave the order.

Thirty mechas stomped their feet gently at the same time, and their thick robotic arms knocked on their chests.

He reached out and made a gesture to the hangar control staff not far away. The latter responded to a "understanding" gesture and then opened the sliding door on the top of the hangar.

Thirty mechas bent their knees, like shells popping out one after another.

Tok led fourteen mechas to the distance. They were already accustomed to this kind of combat drill, so they naturally knew how to attack.

The Sith and the other fourteen mechas quickly dispersed, more than four of them gathered together and flew towards Area No. 7 intentionally or unintentionally.
Chapter completed!