The setting sun is like blood.

Then, in the last bright light of the day, I sat on the robotic arm and lit cigarettes.

If it were parked normally, it would be impossible for me to sit in this position. Unless the gravity deflected by 90 degrees, everyone would be able to walk sideways.

The latter is of course impossible. Although humans do not have the power to change their home planet, it is still easy to change the shape of the dolls they make. For example, the gray-faced [Garand] is currently lying on my butt as a cushion.

——The result of a broken knee joint during a high-speed landing.

The cold armor stung my blood and made my butt feel numb, but I still didn't want to come down because I had no strength at all.

At least there were no more victims this time, but this does not mean that the situation is much better. The Satsuma army relied on their numerical advantage to have three or four mechas bite each of us and beat us hard. Everyone was exhausted just to break free and land.

Despite all our efforts, half of the mechas participating in the battle were seriously injured in the melee, and several others were damaged when landing. Almost no one survived.

"Kacha kacha"

I took the trouble to turn the wheel of the old-fashioned lighter. The sparks fell on the cotton wick and gave off a burning smell, but there was no fire. In fact, my mind was not on smoking. I was just staring silently at the giraffe-like crane handle in the distance.

A mecha that rushed into the farmland outside the base was dragged out.

It feels funny.

"Click"

I don’t know how many times my tired fingers worked hard, but finally started the fire. I imitated my father’s way of smoking and put the cigarette towards it.

"call"

The evening wind carrying the smell of motor oil rushed past, causing the lawn in the green belt to "squeak". Not only did it disperse the fire, it also blew my cigarette completely sideways.

"Hey, are you tired of climbing so high?"

At this time, a burning lighter was handed over. Without looking at it, you could tell that only the 1.85 meter Iron Ox could reach this height.

"I didn't crawl at all. I didn't even have the strength to get off the ground as soon as I came out."

I smiled wryly and put the lit cigarette into my mouth and took a puff. The spicy taste stimulated my nerves and my spirits improved a little.

"We lost, Father Chen."

Tieniu suddenly said in a low voice, the boss obviously couldn't let go of his poor record.

"It doesn't matter. Victory or defeat is a common thing for soldiers. Don't worry, boss, there is nothing wrong with your command. If we were all killed like this, it would be an unjust death."

I comforted.

"Yeah?"

Tieniu's tone was still a little weak, and he didn't know whether he was tired or disappointed.

"Of course, they rely on the fact that they have more mechas and more people. When the new mechas arrive, we will torture those idiots to death together."

Speaking of this, Tieniu glanced at me and sounded a little hesitant.

"Although it may be a bit rude, Father Chen, when will Miss Edith deliver the goods? Can you help us hurry up?"

"Don't worry, I've urged you. If everything goes well, the goods will arrive a day or two ahead of schedule. It may be a few days later on the Atelina side. After all, the 'Leo' industrial cluster is in Western Europe and is too far away from us."

"Then I'm relieved, but it seems we won't be able to fight in the next five days."

"Huh, if I go in one week, won't it mean that I won't be able to move until I return to school?"

"Please, you still want to leave under this situation. Our return time has been postponed for another three weeks. If nothing else happens, we can just catch up with the midterm exam."

"Your uncle, you haven't even turned a page in the book. The red light is about to go up." I patted my butt and jumped down, patting Tienniu's sweaty shoulder. "Wait a few days and let those Satsumas know how to be kind."

The bastard will live a few more days."

In fact, we were all wrong. After receiving the news that the teaching regiment had failed in combat, the upper echelons of the Republic were in chaos. This time it was no longer a request, but an order that we should not go to war again and hand over all aircraft and combat tasks to maintenance.

The Fort Archer Wing was in charge. Although we could still stand against ordinary naval and air force leaders, this time it was General Chen Tianmin's personal order, so we had to hold our noses and obey. The whole regiment followed the instructions and moved into the air-raid shelter like mice.

We originally wanted to play tricks and fool the past, but General Chen had long expected that we were not the masters of the law. In order to thoroughly implement his "reserve seeds" policy, under the leadership of his personal captain adjutant, a platoon of

The special forces of the Ministry of Internal Affairs came here and kindly "assisted" us in moving. Everyone had no choice but to do as they were told.

Just as we were cleaning the air-raid shelter residential area that looked like prehistoric relics in the dark, the situation outside the country changed again.

In the second month after announcing the abolition of the peace treaty, the Allied forces suddenly raised the alert status to level 2, mobilized forty mecha divisions to assemble on a large scale on the front lines of Central Europe, and surrounded the treaty forces in Europe in the name of military exercises.

The enclave of Königsberg. The Treaty Army was furious after hearing the news, and raised the alert status to the same level. They launched a huge force of forty-six mecha divisions to resist the advancing front line of the Allied forces, and

Trying to put four mecha divisions into Königsberg to strengthen its defense. After two centuries of peace, the entire Central European frontline once again presents a complex situation of numerous armies and intertwined battle lines. It is said that the closest distance between the two armies is less than 500 meters.

Just across the highway!

It was difficult to think of anything wrong under such circumstances. In just three days, hundreds of armed conflicts broke out between the two armies, ranging from cannon misfires to rifle misfires, from "accidental injuries" to "accidental killings of all kinds".

There are so many "accidents" that it feels like two lunatics are sitting on a powder magazine and playing with fire, which makes people lose their minds just looking at it.

Almost at the same time, two major events also occurred in Eastern countries far away from the main battlefield. The first was that the Satsuma Army officially expressed its willingness to accept the command of the Allied Forces and become part of the Allied Forces. The Allied Forces expressed this - very

Interested. The second is that the Treaty Army also formally expressed its willingness to accept the Republic of Korea as part of the Treaty Army through official channels. The Republic of Korea's response to this is - no expression.

The reason is not difficult to guess - no one likes to be tied to a chariot and used as a corner driver, let alone the Republic of China, which has maintained a high degree of autonomy since the founding of the army.

At that time, I felt that the world was in chaos.

But at this time when the world is in chaos, we mecha soldiers have been strangely laid off.

When we reluctantly handed over our mecha, Tieniu still had a lawsuit on his forehead and yelled unwillingly.

"Hey, we agreed in advance. It's not that we are greedy for life and are not as skilled as you. It's just that the higher-ups have decreed that we can't do anything about it. I'll leave the stall to you for the time being."

It's a pity that Hugo, the chief spokesman of the Viborg Shooters United, didn't show any respect to the boss at all. He laughed dryly and said:

"Come on, there's so much nonsense, it's serious to just go down into a mouse hole and grow sweet potatoes."

"Holy shit, what did you say?"

Tieniu jumped up like a cow with its butt scalded, barking wildly, and rushed forward to strangle Hugo's neck. We struggled to suppress him with great difficulty.

In desperation, Datou coughed twice and temporarily acted as the spokesperson of the teaching group.

"Then, the air defense mission will be left to you. I feel sorry for leaving the battlefield at this critical time. Your burden is too heavy..."

We listened in a daze for a while, wondering when the second master had learned this official accent.

As a result, the mercenaries were obviously impatient to listen.

"Don't worry, don't worry, our business is very reputable. We charge money to do things, and we don't bully others. You can just sleep peacefully in a mouse hole."

Hugo spoke very arrogantly, and although everyone in the teaching team was very unhappy, they simply grunted and ignored him because they really couldn't afford to say harsh words.

After the handover was completed, everyone filed out of the hangar. I deliberately walked at the back. While everyone was cursing dissatisfiedly and no one paid attention to me, I turned on my heels and slipped back again.

Different from the undisciplined laughter and laughter just now, all the officers and soldiers of the Viborg Shooting Regiment stood at attention, neatly standing in two rows, with serious expressions, waiting for me without squinting. It seemed that even these guys

I have figured out my behavior and made preparations early. I have failed enough as a human being.

I stood in front of them and suddenly remembered that this should be the second time I lectured them. The last time was when we first met them in Viborg. I couldn't help but feel a little emotional. I didn't expect that at that time, it was a completely messy team of second-rate people, but now it has developed so much.

Become an elite team with impeccable combat skills and spirit.

"Ahem, everyone, I hope you..."

I originally wanted to say a few nonsense words like "Be careful", "Unity comes first and don't be impulsive", but when I thought about it carefully I couldn't help but smile bitterly.

Damn it, when did I become like Tang Monk? Are you annoyed?

So I raised my voice and started shouting:

"Then I wish you all good luck in martial arts and invincibility! Cut off a few more heads, kill a few more Satsuma bastards, and I'll treat you to a drink as many as you come back!"

After hearing this unusual lecture, everyone was stunned for a moment, and then I saw eager smiles on their young faces.

They answered me with deafening voices:

"Yes, Captain!"

It was on this day that I officially became the captain of the Viborg Shooters United.
Chapter completed!